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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The heart has a knack of not letting go and such things always bring nostalgia expected or unexpected, I like this...nicely done...

Posted 1 Year Ago


Paul Bell

1 Year Ago

Thanks Poppy. That's a great name.
i like the metaphor ... the smoke rings quite magical in the beginning :} the rough ride of love is painted well ..it has jagged edges no doubt about it ..i wish that Christ's name had not been used as exclamation; but that's just me .. no warning on the JD eh!? ;) its a sure cure for the night if one is persistent ... i like a hot tottie of Jamison meself; but more recently tried the Devil's Cut ..it is pretty darn good sir! ;) the scene is instant and emotive ..especially enjoy the happy ending of silver ..nice one says i ..its rough and manly in love and healing :))
E.


Posted 1 Year Ago


Paul Bell

1 Year Ago

Take your point on Christ on board. But i suppose he's praising the lord in his own strange way. Whi.. read more
Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

in praising we lift up ..and that's a cup of tea i relish .. i did consider that may somehow be the .. read more
Wow, I enjoyed this very much. One can read so much into it, and yet every word evokes imagery that paints a picture. I think my favorite lines were: 'Smoking can damage your health and eventually kill you...so profound...I check the bottle of JD...No warning on that. How many times have we all been there, or someplace very similar. I could almost picture myself there with you, leaning back in the chair, a glass of JD in one hand and a cigarette in the other, watching the smoke rising. Great poem. Thank you for the post.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Paul Bell

1 Year Ago

I'm seeing you heading to the supermarket now.
Smoke! So seductive and overpowering. So damn good with a coffee or glass of wine. So much like the addiction of love, then someone goes 'cold turkey'. Good write.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Paul Bell

1 Year Ago

Thanks Ted
A very smartly crafted write, Paul !
I loved the verse "everyone a silver lining".
The similarities you have brought are interesting and they do exist in the love you are speaking about. Love can become sometimes addictive.
Thanks for sharing. Keep writing.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Paul Bell

2 Years Ago

Thanks Bala
I really enjoyed this write, nicely expressed

Posted 2 Years Ago


Paul Bell

2 Years Ago

Thanks Blankspace
this is a great story,wonder how many people have lived this

Posted 2 Years Ago


Paul Bell

2 Years Ago

Quite a few me thinks.
different ways to loves discovery Paul; and different approaches to writing a love poem.
The way my dad use to blow smoke rings for me when I was a child, I grew up thinking that smoke
was an invention. His invention. But smoke, as you have suggested, is just the byproduct
of the smoldering of life's travails / Love will do that to you..

beautifully written..dana

Posted 2 Years Ago


Paul Bell

2 Years Ago

Could you imagine if your dad blew smoke rings today. You can just see the social workers walking up.. read more
I love the parallels you're drawing between substances that are bad for us, along with apparent bad tidings from the narrator's beloved. Way back in my younger days, I didn't like cigarette smoke, but becuz it was intrinsically connected to many romantic encounters, I loved smelling it when kissing one or two of my ex's . . . same thing with beer, which I always hated, but it brought back lustful memories . . . so I totally get this connection you're describing! *smile*

Posted 2 Years Ago


Paul Bell

2 Years Ago

Smoke and beer, reminds me of my ex's from yesteryear.
Glad it brought it all back.

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