So this is mine:
scentless life,
drab in a certain sense;
stricken with anosmia.
All those flowers along the road
go unbothered by my nose.
I tell myself, leave them
to the bees,
who better know the business.
Author notes
Picked a word randomly from the list by circling the mouse over it. Anosmia it is. Extremely odd hat I ended up with that word, too, as it is a condition I actually have. Anosmia is the lack of a sense of smell.
A contest entry
- Pick a word - Write a Poem in 10 LINES or less (A) by The Fun House.
1050 points, ended November 28, 2008, 44 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Thisi s really very cute. I love these contests they bring all those words we seldom use to the forefront. Great job on this one
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This was fun and a carefree manner in which to apply poetic meaning to the work Anosmia. Nicely done. Good luck to you in the contest.
~Mary O
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"leave them/to the bees,/who better know the business." I like those concluding lines.
It didn't know there was a word for this condition but, of course, there's a word for everything! I guess if you have to be bereft of one of the senses... Well, I am wondering. Perhaps sight and hearing are the biggies but smell could be important in terms of survival.
Liked your write.
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Yeah, I have to worry about gas leaks and such, haha.
thanks for your comment
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Flipping hell! After reading the notes and reading it again, that really hit me! It must be really really hard. I loved the poem: so strong.
I tell myself, leave them
to the bees,
who better know the business.
Those lines just shook me. The whole poem really flowed and really worked with the lack of rhyme. Just wow. I really like this poem.
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wow thats pretty amazing how u left ur word choice at chance, and ended up picking something u suffer from. u wrote about it well also. u never know who may come alone and read ur work and can relate to wut u are going through. well done write, much love
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