warm woodsy scent still
lingers in last night’s sweatshirt
campfire memories.
***
aroma’s scrapbook
applewood and pine needles
toasty marshmallows
***
warning: odor chokes
if wind changes direction
when sitting near fire.
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a poem in my pocket 
Aug 09, 2014 @ 18:41:21
All those different perfumes … awesome.
Aug 08, 2014 @ 12:11:13
The dreamy thoughts of campfire lead to the practicality of being careful… enjoyed both 🙂
Aug 07, 2014 @ 00:51:47
I love campfires and their woodsy smells. Unfortunately, it’s the height of the heat season here in the desert, so the campfires are still several months down the road.
A Whiff of Autumn
Aug 06, 2014 @ 18:56:34
The smell of firewood and fire is delightful in carefully measured doses.
Aug 06, 2014 @ 16:11:23
Love your description of campfire memories captured in the sweatshirt.
Aug 06, 2014 @ 02:30:43
True — you don’t want to bear the brunt of the smoke if the wind changes direction, LOL!
Great post – I love the scent of a good campfire! 🙂
Aug 06, 2014 @ 02:27:41
great captures – very evocative
and a brilliant title
Cheers!
JzB
Aug 05, 2014 @ 23:00:53
It’s so true that the sense of smell holds so many memories. This “scented” poem brought me back in time to the campfires of my own youth. How fun.