PASSION

PASSION

A Poem by Vol

The writing seminar broke for ten minutes.

I went outside the ivory tower to feed

my smoking demon in the shade of an awning.  

I carefully packed the bowl of my pipe,

looked to see the tobacco was level and smooth, 

fired up, took a deep drag, and 

blew a thick stream into the air.


Students ambled one by one or two by two

toward summer classes, and an early release

from boring lecturess and stifled thoughts. 

One motored by in a wheelchair, and

a professor, dressed like a clown

without even meaning to, sped past on an 

electric scooter, frizzy red hair like

basketball bouncing on his shoulders.

 

I drifted with my smoke...


A sharp whistle from above my line of sight

brought me back, a flash of crimson Cardinal

perched four feet away to investigate

a slip of paper discarded on the walk.

He turned one black eye sideways to the ground,

then the other, hopped a quarter turn to face me…


Skeee!


Flipped his wings and went home.


The unsated demon in my lungs, sighed

when I rose too early so I could print 

this picture and nail it to a wall

inside my head. 


I wonder if it is just me, or did

Hironimus Bosch also work this way?

© 2024 Vol


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Enjoying the aromas of tobacco does take one miles away on a wisp of smoke momentarily only to be broken by the sounds of today. It’s too bad it’s bad for you, being an ex smoker myself.

Posted 7 Months Ago


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Vol

7 Months Ago

I quit eleven years ago and miss it today.
I often wonder, "What am i living for, If I must .. read more
andrew mitchell

7 Months Ago

I quit 14 yrs ago and I don’t miss the addiction nicotine has upon you. Nice to be in control agai.. read more
Vol

7 Months Ago

It is nice to not stink... According to Surgeon General Coop, who was the first to make a serious at.. read more

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Vol

Gouge Eye, TX



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My name is Vol Lindsey. I live in Gouge Eye, Texas, a tiny ghost town on Rt. 66. I am a retired creative writing, English literature teacher. I have been writing poetry and reading publicly since 196.. more..

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