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Open Poetry #20

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wayoutwalt
Member Elite

since 1999-06-22

Posts 4870
TEXAS (it's all big)

0 posted 2002-04-07 10:37 PM

I stood outside
on the front porch
and smoked my cancer stick
The sidewalk
overflowed
and water spread over
my wrinkling ankle bones
in waves...
The latest guilt commercial
sprang harsh
from the radio
waves
“If you gotta smoke, SMOKE OUTSIDE”
so here I was
in my boxer briefs
and my Nike polo shirt
smoking a fag
I caught pneumonia and died
No I didn’t...
In fact
all I did was
sigh
at the cloaked phantom
getting pelted in the rain
he could not harm this house
the blood of sacrifice
washed over the door
and I was left
with one soggy cigarette.
As he sulked goodbye,
I waved.

[This message has been edited by wayoutwalt (04-07-2002 10:59 PM).]

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

1 posted 2002-04-07 10:49 PM

smokin' a fag huh?
You really should make better use of the time you spend on your porch!

Cute poem Walt.

VAS
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-16

Posts 7450
Oregon

2 posted 2002-04-08 01:09 PM

hehehehehe,
well, perhaps the blood of sacrifice that washed over the door
had a double duty that day

your cigarette ended up soggy...can't burn that way

both of my parents were smokers
Dad lived 64 years
mom lived 72

I didn't get to witness old age in them,
I didn't get to find out if I could be a
'very caring' daughter,
I wonder if it's because I wouldn't have been
or just because they smoked

your poem is a great one, though!

Whether on the shoal or on the shore,
I'll seek the lighthouse evermore.

Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean

since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla