Wednesday 28 November 2007

up in smoke---3WW



Afford
Cigarette
Dim


few hours left
of soothing darkness-
only ones I can afford
to converse with night.
pausing, I crush moist grass
between my bare toes.

sharing pocketful of secrets
to last until morning.
I send them up in
smoke signals
from my cigarettes,
before moon gets dim.

**Disclaimer: I do not smoke, drink or do drugs!

27 comments:

  1. I crush moist grass
    between my bare toes.

    before moon gets dim.

    Such beautiful lines--
    smoke signals
    from my cigarettes,

    still beautiful but glaring

    You're incapable of not bringing softness to most words

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  2. Gautami, your use of details, like the moist grass between your bare toes always pulls me in.

    Sending pocketful of secrets in smoke signals is so vivid.

    And you know, I loved your disclaimer, grin.

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  3. You strike the just the right words. I love your usage of words like - crushing moist grass between my bare toes. Nicely done.

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  4. I love how you can take something i have an aversion to and make it seem so tempting. Another verse well written.

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  5. I do smoke, I do drink and they ARE Drugs!

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  6. A lovely tome...

    And I'm with Whitesnake. I do smoke, I do drink and they are, definitely, drugs.

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  7. smoker or no,, it certainly has an air of romanticism around it doesn't it?????

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  8. I picture a summer night rendezvous from this...

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  9. nice imagery of solitude and woe when I read it.

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  10. i saw the prompt and the cigarette led me offtrack...

    so wonderful to see what you've don..the imagery is perfect...

    ***moist grass
    between my bare toes***heavenly!!!

    and i echo your disclaimer too :))

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  11. As a night owl who still drinks a little, your words perfectly capture
    those lonely hours of quiet contemplation and inner conversion I relish all to myself.

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  12. Glad you don't smoke...yuck!
    Great three word thingie.
    xo
    Gillian

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  13. Sure liked this one too, esp. the disclaimer had me smiling ..thank you. :)

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  14. you did well with these words, much enjoyed reading

    Christy

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  15. Very nice, gautami. you created a contemplative, evening mood.
    I thinks it's important for people to realize that we are writers, and what we write about is not autobiographical. I know you wrote the disclaimer about not using unhealthy substances, which is why I say this.

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  16. great stuff!...i can imagine standing outside, quietly reflecting, having a puff..best part..wet grass between my toes...

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  17. i have never smoked either but i think this conveys the feeling so well...

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  18. I agree. These are beautiful lines, Gautami.

    The bare toes crushing moist grass, and the smoke signals... great imagery.

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  19. "sharing pocketful of secrets
    to last until morning."
    My old roommate used to smoke and I think this is a perfect description! loved the words!!!

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  20. I like the bare toe images and glad you posted the disclaimer! :)

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  21. A night out with a first love/ date telling secrets. What a beautiful image you have evoked in my mind. I also liked the lines 'pausing, I crush moist grass
    between my bare toes.' Thanks for sharing such a lovely piece. Keep up the good work. Have a nice weekend.

    Side note- I think the disclaimer really added to this piece. And, it is always better to not start those things anyway.

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