Blind breath drawn
poems of smoke swirling in air
here then gone
puffs of love and despair
Winds turned
Haze drifts in breezes of time
Flames burned
Forgetful memories ignite and climb
Embers glow
Ashes fall
burning echoes
from the past call
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: April 21st, 2024 02:10
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 9
- Users favorite of this poem: Alan R, Teddy.15
Comments4
Good write SB.
Thanks Orchi
Could this, could be that?
I don't want to guess
Because I don't know the facts.
Right could be many things just as smoke takes many forms. Thanks for the read and comment. It is appreciated.
Always thought provoking!
I could see and feel and smell this poem you certainly are a wonderful poet. 🌹
Hopefully not too much smoke. Thanks Teddy once again you are too kind. I do appreciate your kind words.
Fine words soren.
Andy
Thank you Andy
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