Smoke

Candled and 

clawed...emptied

your voice 

a smoke rendered rain-

In our skin 

slow to skin

from a simpler memory

lost I begin

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

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.

[Perdition]

You are inside the mirror my friend and poet, can't you see the reflection looking out into the concaved relativity of our expectations and perceptions finally made into the right serendipity of the blackholed hemisphere of this region...Phew! Alhough I had to drink up a LOT of universes to get us through here ya know!...lol. I'll think about spitting out and rinsing but eventually, it's going to land somewhere, and then all those intangibles will just fall everywhere and the one-time thought of Transcendence is going to wind up imploding within our hemispheres, and of course, gas prices will wind up going back through the roof...lol. Always enjoy your reviews I admit..as I do most, but you somehow leave me feeling as if I have a ping-pong paddle in my hand. Thank you, Fabian...a true honor indeed. I have to run out and scream at the sidewalks for jus an hour or so and then I'll be back to return this wonderful review. Of course, if you have anything you want to add to my screams just let me know...happy to do it :)

[Fabian G. Franklin]

It's not my first trip through the looking class. I chased a girl named Alice through here once. We'd already been down a black rabbit hole (the hole, not the rabbit) I came out of all that mad as a hatter when they threw me out for eating some tasty tarts. Sidewalk screaming, is that a new thing? I used to howl at the moon but these days I just sigh in the sun. Let me know how it goes. Cheerio.

[Ken e Bujold]

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

[Perdition]

Thanks for the kind words and review Ken
" A lot to chew on"...Strange as it seems that I too have the same thought in your poems as well, Fortunately, I always bring along a fine red vintage before I dare the bridge in crossing. I think it might be wise to add such a warning to your Profile...lol. Smile in appreciation as always!

[Kelly Scheppers]

"your voice
a smoke rendered rain."

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

[Perdition]

of course, It would be an honor, Kelly. I just need to grab an hour's nap and maybe food, or a glass of wine or mountains and then I'll be back. Just a quick nap. Thanks for keeping me on the straight and narrow, and for the inspiration. and.zzzzzzzz...lol. Thank you so much for the push andy kind words!!. Got caught on a fisherman's line last night and am a little exhausted Will be back today but as always that is never an excuse. I"ll be back and then, hopefully, reading and connecting something in the way of nourishment and hopefully sleep. Soon though, and thank you so much for stopping in. Can I offer you anything in the way of wine or Zzzzzzz!! ;) See ya soon and Thanks for the kind encouragement. I'll be back and tapping at it before you know it. Cheers!)

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

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...

[Perdition]

WHAT? NO FREAKING WAY Amsterdam! One of the original Poetry dot Dotters from Atlantis..lol. Thought you had gone off to live and tend to the Akashic Records. Guess not..Okay, first Happy New Year, and secondly SHUT UP!!. Are you still writing? Never mind...I'll go look. Thud!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Sorry, I ran off with the circus to be a mime...but wasnt very adaptable and became a meme instead.It was a wasteful life so now I'm back to remembering my name...but I forgot where I put it.Hey is that my toast your eating?

[Perdition]

Maybe? Maybe not...but maybe. hahaha. Good to know you're safe and alive and as to how you didn't work out at the circus I will never understand. A true mystery indeed ;)

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I scribbled a quick note to get started. I am still alive barely...so we"ll just get started from there. Put down my peanut butter and I see what else comes to mind. See you again soon :)

[Chris Shaw]

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

[Perdition]

Hey!! Thanks for the kind words. I'm glad it was a pleasant drift and not too short...after all, we need our smiles right about now. Collectively holding our breaths. Cheers!