Contemplating,
Thrashing empty thoughts through my mind.
Piercing the smoke rings
With homeless words.
Unable to focus,
On the flight of ideas.
As I breathe deep the haunting air,
The nicotine creates a peace,
In this hurricane of words,
which causes pure terror.
A contest entry
- Image Inspired J by HeavenScent4U.
300 points, ended February 14, 2008, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I love where you took this image. Nice imagery, emotion and metaphor here
Thanks for entering and best of luck to you. Be well and be blessed

