oh wow, dear. I love smoking. I feel so calm and collect when I take a smoke. Last pack? eh? and Blue? Camel? LOL :D
Posted 3 Years Ago
3 Years Ago
thank you, knighngale...
quit about 13 years ago....Camel was the first cigarette I ever had... read morethank you, knighngale...
quit about 13 years ago....Camel was the first cigarette I ever had. But they are handy in metaphorical sense.
j.
When the pack is empty, the smoker suffers. I felt the contentment disappear here in the last puff of smoke as the clouds blotted out the sun. There is much emotion here. The lines tell a sad story J. One though, which will be relatable to many.
The clarity of my dreams don't come so easily to me. It's not until hours after I awake that I can recall what or who I dreamed about. But I do try and recapture them by going back to sleep, especially if something abruptly interrupts them...like my cat's regurgitating something disgusting. But what you've done here is beautiful, that fleeting moment of time you've captured is something we've all experienced. I could almost feel the warmth of the sun.
Posted 3 Years Ago
3 Years Ago
I do that same thing...trying to get back to the dream at the point it stopped...
thank you f.. read moreI do that same thing...trying to get back to the dream at the point it stopped...
thank you for your kind review,
j.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..