Regina Mcintosh Poet Free verse

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7 and 13

He draws long, panting breaths from a Winston
Then blows a slow line of hazy blue smoke from lips
Which have known the defeated downturn of pain
Fear flames up a burning urgency within his chest
He is ardent with yearning for the second chance
A chance to rediscover the intimacy of youthful dreams
Compromising in prayers, he tells me how to cruise
My Thunderbird whizzes past green road signs
And one exit is the one where he buys his Seagram 7
Without a second thought, I announce to him
“The exit is Exit 13” – Is this a harbinger of what is to be
Him and his muse dies from alcoholism at the age of 44!

I miss him

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Kai Michael Neumann July 7, 2020 at 4:57 AM Well said and sad...

Caren Krutsinger July 3, 2020 at 4:53 AM This is absolutely wonderful! It has all of the elements in my life that came instantly into my mind - early death, Winston cigarettes, a T-bird. It is such a nostalgic wonderful write!

Panagiota Romios July 2, 2020 at 1:31 PM Gina! A totally unique verse! My husband died after turning 40 of alcoholism! A tragic loss of a man with talent and bright humor, I remember Winstons and Virginia Slims. ~~~~To me this is a FAV~~~~~ ***Love its earthiness. It is worthy of being a POTD.*** I do understand you missing him. What a refreshingingly unique pen, Gina. Many thanks, creative poetess. Panagiota