Theme: Abstract

A Cigarette

Dawn, yes and the mist, what else do you
except on Lake Martin early summer?
Swamp cypress dripping with Spanish moss.
I have stopped rowing, water swirling around
oar blades. The silence is absolute I dare
not inhale, a bird shrieks, the lake shudders.
An evil thought has entered Paradise.
I hear the fain noise of outboard motors.
The moment of ethereal stillness has gone.
I lit a cigarette inhale deeply, exhale and blow
rings of pure delight into morning air. 

Warning: Cigarette smoking is injurious to health.

22-May-2011

More By  :  Jan Oscar Hansen

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