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Smoke (Repost from Open5 -- seems to fit here)

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Local Rebel
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0 posted 01-06-2000 08:57 AM       View Profile for Local Rebel   Email Local Rebel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Local Rebel

Yonder the last twilight
Shining in the sky,
Clouds chase down the sun now,
My throat is feeling dry.

The clinking of a glass here,
And there amongst the din,
Of patrons happy voices,
As I cooly settle in.

The whiff of a robusto,
Can be perceived from far,
A few of the nubilities,
Then scurry from the bar.

The flame ignites the cuban seed,
The afternoon's first draw,
Is always welcome discourse,
To the silence of the thaw.

The barmaid knows my poison,
She gets the glass of Jack,
And places it before me,
"Hey glad to see you're back"

Stirring in the lemon,
The ice spills o'er the top,
The first sip's always hardest,
Except for when to stop.

Night burns down the ashes,
The glasses now are four,
More thirsty for communion,
Now pouring through the door.

Some faces now familiar,
But I’ve yet to learn the names,
They all greet each other,
And embark upon their games.

'Just people' I think to myself,
Like friends you've known before,
But inasmuch as they're the same,
They're different all the more.

To my right there is a ghost,
And to my left I hear it,
So many voices from the past,
And I drink down my spirits.

Across the bar I give a glance,
A fancy lass is there,
She sips her drink and laughs a lot,
Avoiding my brief stare.

They're all so young
It seems to me,
But then there's no place else
To be.

Still… Thirsty

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Denise
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1 posted 01-06-2000 09:13 AM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Thanks for reposting this here, LR!  This reminds me of the show 'Cheers'. I loved that show! And this poem...great ending too,
'Still... Thirsty' !

 Denise

Poet deVine
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2 posted 01-06-2000 08:56 PM       View Profile for Poet deVine   Email Poet deVine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Poet deVine

Excellent slice of life..I could almost smell the smoky bar...hear the clink of glasses...is that CCR on the jukebox? Yes.. believe it is...Cheers! Bottoms up!  
Pepper
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Great poem Lost Rebel....tell me please WHERE do you find the Cuban cigars?


 A soul that writes from the heart and shares it, truly gives a gift extraordinaire!
Shannon


Fred Hobbs
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4 posted 01-07-2000 09:57 AM       View Profile for Fred Hobbs   Email Fred Hobbs   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Fred Hobbs's Home Page   View IP for Fred Hobbs

This is GREAT!  I missed it the first time.  Great job.  
Nicole
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5 posted 01-07-2000 01:27 PM       View Profile for Nicole   Email Nicole   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Nicole

I also missed this one the first time around, glad I caught it this time!  Loved this.  

 May I never be too busy to help another's load,
Then I'll be drinking from the saucer 'cause my cup has overflowed.

--Author Unknown
Munda
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6 posted 01-12-2000 08:10 PM       View Profile for Munda   Email Munda   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Munda's Home Page   View IP for Munda

Thanks for reposting it here. I missed this one too. Great poem. : )
Majestic
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7 posted 01-12-2000 09:24 PM       View Profile for Majestic   Email Majestic   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Majestic

hehe..i feel like shouting "Norm"...

great poem...
Little_Spyro
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8 posted 01-12-2000 09:39 PM       View Profile for Little_Spyro   Email Little_Spyro   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Little_Spyro

Good poem! I'm too young to go in bars, though, but this seems like a pretty good "taste" of how it's like lol

 "Weird?! No, 'weird' is when you apply your human rules to where they shouldn't be applied. That's why it seems strange to you." --Ttark
Local Rebel
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9 posted 01-13-2000 10:42 AM       View Profile for Local Rebel   Email Local Rebel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Local Rebel

lol@norm....

thanks for all the positive affirmation and replies....

this really isn't what it may seem though.  i wrote it last summer while i was on the road working nearly around the clock and drinking while i wasn't working...

but, that's another poem....
Broken_Winged_Angel
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10 posted 04-13-2000 03:07 AM       View Profile for Broken_Winged_Angel   Email Broken_Winged_Angel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Broken_Winged_Angel's Home Page   View IP for Broken_Winged_Angel

I think I've a different perception then the others who've read and posted to your poem... It made me think of lonely nights while I was drinking trying to find a way to let go of the past.. *smiles*  Still good though..

 MAY THE ROAD RISE TO MEET YOU,
MAY THE WIND BE ALWAYS AT YOUR BACK
MAY THE SUN SHINE UPON YOUR FACE
THE RAINS FALL SOFT UPON YOUR FIELDS
AND, UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN,
MAY GOD HOLD YOU IN THE PALM OF HIS HAND

Irish Blessing
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11 posted 04-13-2000 09:34 AM       View Profile for ESP   Email ESP   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for ESP

Great poem...glad you reposted cuz I missed it first time around. Thanks!

Love and hugs,
Lizzie



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John the cat
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12 posted 04-13-2000 12:54 PM       View Profile for John the cat   Email John the cat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for John the cat

I agree. Glad I didn't miss it this time

 May your roof never fall in and those beneath it never fall out.

Irish proverb.
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13 posted 12-25-2004 10:16 AM       View Profile for passing shadows   Email passing shadows   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for passing shadows

where ya been Hawke?
 
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