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Worlds

it's then
telling smoke
make it heal or flame

her body
unjoined by curtains,
window smokescreen block,
red stop — 
she's choking 

burnt out, off
of her unmoved furniture making love you
 —  smoke telling after the fire

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Rowena Velasco Date: 9/15/2025 6:05:00 PM This poem hits hard—it’s raw and haunting, yet deeply honest. The imagery of smoke and fire feels like a warning and a call to care for oneself. It reminds me that even in pain, there’s a story worth seeing and feeling. Login to Reply

Andrea Dietrich Date: 9/11/2025 11:03:00 PM I think you've really got the hang of this form. It's a bit hard for me to get. Login to Reply

Sotto Poet Date: 9/2/2025 8:16:00 AM Beautiful poetry, Paige, a sort of mental miracle—I like the tone and wording! Login to Reply

CayCay Jennings Date: 8/27/2025 8:07:00 AM Hazy, griping, juicy and steamy, makes me want more! I want the feel to go on and completely bare itself, all of its layers. Oh, the intrigue, Paige, you are so very good at intrigue! Poetry hugs ... CayCay Login to Reply

Nette Onclaud Date: 8/26/2025 4:19:00 PM ohh some kind of psychic wonder, paige...love the mood and language! Login to Reply

Victor Buhagiar Date: 8/26/2025 1:59:00 AM That's when smoke gets in your eyes. Lovely poem. Login to Reply

Suzette Richards Date: 8/25/2025 11:15:00 PM An interesting poem, Paige. In the spirit of Suzette Prime poetry, I would have loved a personal philosophy express as well - unless I am reading this poem wrong ... Login to Reply Paige Hind Date: 9/12/2025 8:14:00 PM Hey, Suzette! It's my philosophy on love. "Heal or flame" anyway- I never even touched AI once, lol. All best, beautiful poetess Suzette Richards Date: 9/6/2025 8:17:00 AM I guess I'm just fussy when it comes to Suzette Prime as I'm the inventor of this form dating back to 2012. Designed long before ChatGPT, the philosophy component can't be emulated by AI. Suzette Richards Date: 9/6/2025 1:56:00 AM It is already a smoking hot poem - in the face of love, there is a burn off, but it doesn't always lay bare reason. The aftermath is often blowing in the wind like ashes ... With NO philosophical statement - leaves this a basic free verse. ;-) Paige Hind Date: 8/30/2025 7:08:00 PM Hey, sorry I haven't answered you sooner, Suzette. This is just an introspective poem on love....how I feel, I guess....it's hard to make up a personal philosophy about it, lol because it's so complex. Thanks for reading and trying to make my poetry better, friend! <3

Yann Rolland Date: 8/25/2025 2:12:00 PM i love so much, the final verse, this is brilliant and very new, bravo poet Login to Reply

Susan Ashley Date: 8/25/2025 1:16:00 PM Dear Paige, the dualities expressed in this poem are striking! The imageries and symbolisms used are strong, vivid, evocative and emotive. A poignant piece with so much to discovery between the lines. Warmest wishes, my poet friend Login to Reply

Rowena Velasco Date: 8/25/2025 2:22:00 AM Powerful and haunting imagery, Paige The way you shaped smoke into both barrier and voice really lingers. Such an evocative piece. Login to Reply

Ghairo Daniels Date: 8/24/2025 9:39:00 PM WoW ! Your Third Eye is wide open, Paige. May her furniture move, resurrect her ashes & smoke tell more stories of making love. Be blessed for your insight & truth.x. Light your way, Sweets. Login to Reply