![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
| Board Message: |
| Creativity Outlet Writers Block got you down? Get your poetic juices flowing and your writers wit going with various writing exercises in this forum. |
![]() |
|
|
Article Tools | Search this Article | Display Modes |
|
|||
|
Published by Mysty | 03-15-2008
|
||||
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
![]() |
![]() |
|
#2
|
||||||
|
||||||
|
Spark Your Creativity #20 (Everyone Has A Scent)
Everyone has a scent that undoes them or a memory they recall because of a scent.
Please write a poem or a short story using either these phrases to start them: 1. Everyone has a scent that undoes them.... or 2. The scent that took me back to my childhood....... |
![]() |
![]() |
|
#3
|
||||
|
||||
|
thats a great challenge Mysty Ill be doing a couple
hugs kisses bear |
![]() |
![]() |
|
#5
|
||||||
|
||||||
|
Looks good MYSTY = Succinct and to the point...
Hopefully Lots and LOTS of participation! I added the graphic and put on the JPiC Portal. Thanx for posting and I too look forward the resulting poems ![]() Jacquii. |
![]() |
![]() |
|
#6
|
||||||
|
||||||
|
Yes! It is indeed posted in the correct space. And nice little poem WHITMAN:
Quote:
Well done AND Thanx for posting! Check out some of the other exercises too if you like ![]() Jacquii. |
![]() |
![]() |
|
#8
|
||||||
|
||||||
|
Back in the Days The scent that takes me back to my childhood shows innocence still inside my soul My face hidden inside my jacket hood flaunting my innocence breaking the rules My nose buried deep inside a book jacket smelling the paper and ink, heavenly until the slap of a ruler then sweat dripping down my face, I glare sullenly Leave me to my peaceful dreams, the worlds found in the pages of novels and books, places I visited, came back around time and time again, made me feel a crook stealing other's lives, flaunt reality losing my sense of connectivity. © 2008 Mysty Johnson |
![]() |
![]() |
|
#9
|
||||
|
||||
|
Honeysuckle~
Wonderful poems Whitman and Mysty! I like them both. ![]() ~HONEYSUCKLE~ Everyone has a scent that undoes them and the scent that curls my toes is the white on the tip of a honeysuckle stem. Sweet and succulent the fragrance tickles my nose. If only they made honeysuckle clothes! I’d bath in waters of its florid springs and then jump into my frou-frou fresh clothing and smell like a floret flowering. Carried through my curtains on a summer afternoon or wafting through an open window driving down a road is a divine experience straight from Heaven’s abode. I pour its sachet Eau De Parfum over me like rain and it drives my olfactory insane. Its herbal elixir in shower gels and lotions make my body scream as the honey-suck sensation excites my flesh through fields of dreams. The best scent on this earth is honeysuckle for sure and I bet if they could capsule it, it would be my illness’ cure. © March 17, 2008 Karen Davies |
![]() |
![]() |
|
#10
|
||||||
|
||||||
|
WOW Karen ...... totally beautiful write. You put me right back there on a warm sunny afternoon........ bugs buzzing outside and beautiful summer scents filtering through my window. Excellent !!! Thank You for sharing your wonderful creation
![]() |