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HOW KARMA WORKS
At the beginning of being born,
my Karma is fitted to me
like an ID bracelet.
As I slip out of the womb,
memory drifts away
like a poof of Chanel #5.
Recollections disappear.
Ah, but I know my scent.
Inspired once more by Willow..Mag Prompt..please join in ..go to magpie tales...Thanks, Willow!!!
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Sense of smell is the most evocative sense I think, and you've captured it well.
ReplyDeleteHi jabblog-
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting..I do agree, the scent of one we know never leaves us!
Oooh, absolutely brilliant ... I love this!
ReplyDeleteLyn this is breathtaking...there are so many profound thoughts in this poem...truly beautiful!
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Hi Deborah-
ReplyDeleteSo glad you like this..it was just there!!
Hi Carrie-
ReplyDeleteI'm so impressed by your comment..thank you!
a unique take on the photo- I especially like the last two lines.
ReplyDeleteQuick to the point, inventive and a special breeze of truth! Love this one!
ReplyDeleteLove your poem, the last line is so perfectly beautiful and true.
ReplyDeleteInteresting how some scents last .. and others really do disappear in a poof! Liked this Magpie..
ReplyDeleteHi kathew-
ReplyDeleteThank you..I do feel the same!!
Hi Mary Ann-
ReplyDelete"Breeze of truth", wow!! Thanks...
Hi Brigid-
ReplyDeleteI'm touched by your words..thanks!
Hi Helen-
ReplyDeleteGrateful for your kind words..funny how a scent becomes a signature!
I really like this!
ReplyDelete- the "id bracelet"
and
"Ah, but I know my scent"
Great concept.
Gasp. Totally brilliant. So few words.....so deeply profound.
ReplyDeleteI salute you.
Hi Lo-
ReplyDeleteI'm totally humbled by your comment..oh, my..thank you so much!
I laughed at the last line of this...
ReplyDeleteIt's funny how we know our own scents
and how everyone elses are so different and sometimes weird :)
Rene
Hi Rene-
ReplyDeleteOther's scents..as long as it's clean..and I love a vanilla scent!
Hi Susannah-
ReplyDeleteThank you..maybe we are the same scent, life after life...
Ah, the smell of karma...drawn to it..like a magnet....bkm
ReplyDeleteHi bkm-
ReplyDeleteAlways looking for clues to my Karma..Chanel #5..why not? Thanks..
I love the slip/drift movements in the central stanza. and the last line really lingers, the "ah" sound encapsulates the mood and subject wonderfully!
ReplyDeleteHi Words a Day-
ReplyDeleteInteresting..I felt that "ah" was an inhalation..thanks so much!
A light, elegant piece; quite delightful.
ReplyDeletei know my scent...there in lies the condrum for many..nice magpie!
ReplyDeleteHi Lyn,
ReplyDeleteWondered what that fragrance was, on the breeze! An intoxicating perfume makes one forget all else.
Hi Friko-
ReplyDeleteLove the word..elegant...thank you so much!!
Hi Brian-
ReplyDeleteYou always pin-point an element so well..thanks!!
Hi Derrick-
ReplyDeleteUsed to work in the "fragrance" industry..stopped wearing perfume when I quit it! Am daring to dab some on now..
Beautiful poem, you explore human emotion and human spirituality. A profound piece.
ReplyDeleteHi Lyn, I'm a little late to the party, but I really like this xxo
ReplyDeleteHi Sam-
ReplyDeleteYou are most kind..Always appreciate your comments!
Hi Jeane-
ReplyDeleteYou could never be too late..
always, thanks...
Love this... my Karma is fitted to me like an ID bracelet... my favorite part.
ReplyDeletethank you
Hi Reflections-
ReplyDeleteThank you..true, just can't shake that karma!
What the mind forgets, smell reminds us of. Lovely pie, Lyn.
ReplyDeleteHi Lena-
ReplyDeleteThe sense of smell is quite a trigger, for sure!! Thanks...
Yes, scent does trigger memories.
ReplyDeleteHi Linda-
ReplyDeleteYes, it's funny, when someone passes us with that special scent, we turn our heads to see!