Poetry 101 Rehab: Smoke

She winds around the chimneys,

Hovers high over house tops,

Locks the docks in wet embrace,

Curls up above the town,

 

Where she, the smoke,

 

Merges with fog,

And baby smog

Wraps the world

Round and round.


In response to Andy Townend’s Poetry 101 Rehab.

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Mara Eastern

I'm a sardonic blogger, snapper, scribbler and rhymer; a virtual space invader who indulges in cheerful negativism, morbid self-deprecation and bleak humour.

30 thoughts on “Poetry 101 Rehab: Smoke”

  1. Wraps the world in a tight, warm scarf – black, white and grey stripes, braided, not knit! I am picturing a cat carrying the scarf by one end, winding in and out.

    I like the poem, the cat, sneaking up and up.

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          1. awe thank you, you always notice, I am impressed 🙂 I have a killer pair of heels, if the postage is cheap I can send them to you, message me your address and I can send you a pic of the shoes to see if you like, they are sassy/sexy x

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          2. Oh wow, that’s an offer one can’t refuse ❤ But honestly, I fear I'm done with fancy shoes too, as doctor's orders for my ingrown toenails are to wear sandals. I thought I would be actually treated or something, but I got an advice instead. Anyway. I'd love a pic of your sassy shoes though!!

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