Open Poetry #45 |
an observation of life |
fitz1901 Junior Member
since 2008-04-19
Posts 16Michigan, USA |
Cigarette smoke a hanging facade, a bleached mirage, dangling loosely in the sky twirling, a dancing silhouette on a grand stage until with gasping breath, frozen wind, it fades away into nothingness............ (and yet it leaves its stain) |
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AncientHippie Member
since 2009-10-15
Posts 411Surfing the Cosmic Flow |
Thank you, Fitz. I see in this little piece an observation made on two levels. Very clever work here. Namaste Jim "We are stardust: we are golden: and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden." --Joni Mitchell "Woodstock" |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
Well done! cleaver, and imaginative. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I like this. A |
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