Smoke

Smoke

A Poem by Perdition

Candled and 
clawed...emptied
your voice 
a smoke rendered rain-
In our skin 
slow to skin
from a simpler memory
lost I begin

© 2023 Perdition


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And there is the smoke but where are the mirrors? I'm certain every formidable magician must have those and this is pure magic. I read you're trying to swallow the universe. I feel like saying, you should spit that out, there's no telling where it's been. (laughing) Oh well, just try to avoid those black holes eh? Great stuff from you, carry on my poetic friend.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Perdition

1 Year Ago

You are inside the mirror my friend and poet, can't you see the reflection looking out into the conc.. read more
Fabian G. Franklin

1 Year Ago

It's not my first trip through the looking class. I chased a girl named Alice through here once. We'.. read more
a smoke rendered rain...great hinge upon which the whole poem swings pitch perfect. simple imagery deeply rendered emotional resonance. still debating my fav line, but as of this reading it is "our skin/slow to skin"

as always alot to chew on my friend

Posted 1 Year Ago


Perdition

1 Year Ago

Thanks for the kind words and review Ken
" A lot to chew on"...Strange as it seems that I t.. read more
"your voice
a smoke rendered rain."

...that line simply resonates with me, and the brevity as a whole speaks volumes. Dynamic closing, Joseph. More!

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Perdition

1 Year Ago

of course, It would be an honor, Kelly. I just need to grab an hour's nap and maybe food, or a glass.. read more
I stood in the shadows of the smoke and mirrors...watching in silence...eyes closing, lips curling...perfect memories of smiles. They are never really gone are they? ...Just beyond the fingertips...just beneath the minds surface...

Posted 1 Year Ago


Gypsy Warrior Queen

1 Year Ago

Sorry, I ran off with the circus to be a mime...but wasnt very adaptable and became a meme instead.I.. read more
Perdition

1 Year Ago

Maybe? Maybe not...but maybe. hahaha. Good to know you're safe and alive and as to how you didn't wo.. read more
Gypsy Warrior Queen

1 Year Ago

I scribbled a quick note to get started. I am still alive barely...so we"ll just get started from th.. read more
from a simpler memory
lost I begin

Yes memories can drift just as smoke does. Starts with a wisp and then can intensify. I saw the candle, it was scented and I heard her voice too and then the silence. You gifted imagery and a feeling of loss. I like where I drifted too with this short poem. Thank you P.

Chris



Posted 1 Year Ago


Perdition

1 Year Ago

Hey!! Thanks for the kind words. I'm glad it was a pleasant drift and not too short...after all, we .. read more

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Added on January 19, 2023
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