Love Smoke

Love Smoke

A Poem by Paul Bell


I draw you in
Five rings of smoke appear like magic 
Your face on every one 
Christ how romantic am I
Maybe drink a JD  in your honour
It's amazing how little things bring you to me
The phone comes alive halfway through your honour 
Your soft sexy voice sends a tingle down my spine 
You say it's over 
Well, that was out of the blue 
I draw you in 
The sign on the packet
Smoking can damage your health and eventually kill you 
So profound 
I check the bottle of JD
No warning on that
You disappear into the clouds
Every one a silver lining.

© 2016 Paul Bell



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it can be exceeding hard to give up something you find much joy in doing, even though it maybe detrimental to ones own health! Love this. Very inventive and fun to read

Posted 4 Days Ago


Paul Bell

4 Days Ago

I think he gave up in woman.
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Well as they say "there's no smoke without fire".
This poem flows beautifully and reflects on a past love.
Yet like a spark to a flame could be revived.
The phoenix is set to rise again from the ashes of love.
Ps make mine a double 😊

Posted 6 Days Ago


Paul Bell

6 Days Ago

Double on the way, Bunny Girl.
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6 Days Ago

Cheers !!!!!!!,bottoms up
The love smoke that can kill... How is it loving? I wonder. The ironic title suits the poem.

"It's amazing how little things bring you to me
The phone comes alive halfway through your honour
Your soft sexy voice sends a tingle down my spine
You say it's over "

At this point i wonder if you were actually referring to a relationship - other than a cigar.

Posted 1 Week Ago


Paul Bell

1 Week Ago

Would he be as shallow as that. Who knows.
This poet from the smoke filled dens of deeds,
throws caution to the wind and on the ground.
Meanful notions cast in rhymless weed,
without iambic meter to be found.

The battle though, is hardly in the bag,
as artists of great skill are wont to rhyme.
We even see a phone call that’s a drag,
but not enough to dull this happy time.

The joy of smoke may send one to the grave,
more quickly than a verse with naught but word.
Gad Zooks, my friends, there must be more to crave,
yet free-verse pleases some, or so I've heard.

This poem does its job (and does it well)
my prejudicial view won’t let me tell.


Posted 1 Week Ago


Paul Bell

1 Week Ago

Your review would merit being a poem in its own right. Smoking and JD. It is a marriage of sorts.
brilliantly penned, painting a portrait of both the light and darkness we all have no choice but to deal with.
it’s inspiring to read a write that ends with a feeling of hope, optimism, than to just have a piece end that is full of bitterness when dealing with reality’s harsh circumstances. thank you for sharing :)


Posted 1 Week Ago


I love this poem the light start the ringing on the phone making you happy only to be disregarded then the darkness and drugs overcome you great change of tempo and dialect really enjoyed this

Posted 1 Week Ago


Paul Bell

1 Week Ago

We can always hide in alcohol and drugs.
Glad you liked it.
Well done. Nice imagery. I like this a lot.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Paul Bell

2 Weeks Ago

Thanks, one of my favourites.
love your emotion and writing and matter of factness that in reality expresses much more feeling such as '' you say it's over
Well, that was out of the blue""
great poem!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Paul Bell

2 Weeks Ago

Always keep a bottle handy for emergencies.
marilyn 1225

2 Weeks Ago

lol well ok
Sometimes we need a little help from our friends...
My back-burners are full up
with things I wish to kinda forget
but actually, there is no relief
from a broken heart..

Well Done...... understood

J.J.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Paul Bell

1 Month Ago

Definitely. Everybody has a cupboard of regrets.
J. J.  Nightingale

1 Month Ago

True.................... You Are Welcome..

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