Of Which Nothing Compares

Of Which Nothing Compares

 

I smell the rain,

like a child smells a flower.

Its scent wafts through me

 

like coffee brewing,

 

like home-made cookies

fresh from the oven,

or grandfather’s pipe…

 

like a Douglas Fir tree

in the middle of December,

or the scent of a baby’s head,

 

of which

 nothing compares.

 

 

 

 

 

photography by Steve Hanks

Reviews

[Papaya]

These are all very comforting things. Especially a newborn. That takes me back.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I know the feeling, Ana...they grow too fast! Thank you!

[Daisy]

There is so much beauty and purity in your simplistic style of writing. I am totally in awe of it. The depth of your feelings particularly the line-"the scent of a baby’s head,of which nothing compares." is remarkable. I could feel every word coming alive. This indeed is a thought-provoking and beautifully conceptualized piece :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

The photography really took me back. I could only hope my readers would enjoy poetry like this, for its really enjoyable for me to write. Thank you for the lovely sentiment, Daisy!

[aLittlePain]

Oh this is lovely, scent always conjures memories for me much like music this is perfectly measured and whisper gentle x

[Kelly Scheppers]

Kids and puppies are my weakness, what can I say? Lol, thank you!

[1VJ]

Stunning, the scents and sentiments are distinctly conceivable!

[Kelly Scheppers]

I believe we each have our own list of cognitive memories. Thank you for enjoying mine!

[Lisa Lindsey]

This is utterly beautiful, Kelly! Scents do trigger memories and nothing compares to baby!

[Kelly Scheppers]

I think "baby" wins, hands down! Thank you, my friend!

[Trace]

memories are often associated with sent. this is perfect.

Trace

[Kelly Scheppers]

My neighbor is blind, and we're always talking about how much stronger her sense of smell is. It's true, that it is associated with memory. It's pretty cool when you think about it, how all those childhood memories come rushing back at the smell of cookies, huh? Thank you, Trace!

[Adam Adams]

quite interesting. well colored poetry it is.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I think there's something in it for everyone...many thanks!

[Adam Adams]

of course, certainly.. there's much in it...
if you won't paste the pic. that's displaying the love of mother & baby, i'm pretty sure, would have written something else 'bout the therapy of majestic love you do paint in iridescent words. your love toward poetry's seemed to be quite intriguing. it fascinates me every time you hold on to your butts!

[J. K. Beach]

I've always felt that the sense of smell was the most powerful of them all, able to shake a memory loose at the least little waft. Loverly said ...

[Kelly Scheppers]

It makes it all the more worthwhile knowing you're out there - thanks so much, Jeff!

[Einstein Noodle]

now that is a very sensual poem ..every scent pronounced and springs from memories in sharp soft colors ..beautiful poem ..absolutely love it .. nice one Kelly! just yesterday while walking the Wonder Dog Bella i could smell the ozone of a storm coming ..wonderful stuff!!!
E.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I was smelling rain back in high school - my friends thought I was nuts! It really is wonderful stuff, huh? I am thrilled you enjoyed this, Gene...thank you, my friend!

[Einstein Noodle]

:) .................

[Johnny]

yes sometimes I can smell the rain too! in south florida its an everyday thing, lol

[Kelly Scheppers]

I envy you...we so need the rain here. I really miss the sound of it...thank you!