In Black and White
In black and white days
When glamour and romance
Were steeped in vogue
Emanating style
Elegant ladies robed in satin
Glamorous and opulent
Between their fingers held
Cigarettes in holders
of ivory and gold
Like Audrey Hepburn
in long black gloves
Whilst Breakfasting at Tiffanys
looking graceful ~ almost decadent
And yet…
Breathing in a long drawn breath
A spectacle to behold
Stylishly holding up her head
Exhaling slowly smoke would rise
Then as she took a long deep breath
closing her eyes as if transported
to far off climes within her mind
Oh they were such romantic times
Smoking felt glamorous and fun
No fear of cancer
With every breath
For no one really knew
But now with warnings all around
So many health risks have been found
Warnings of cancer in graphic detail
Encouraged to abstain
and forced to smoke out in the rain
Watching black and white movies
I cannot help but yearn
For those halcyon days
when most folk would smoke
and in black and white
a tall handsome chap
his lady’s cigarette would light
Almost like a gentle kiss
with his cigarette held close
Making contact now with hers
It was simply captivating
Their cigarettes ignited
So romantic and enticing
Gazing deep into her eyes
she takes a breath
he smiles
she sighs
~
In black and white
it seemed alright…
Written 11th July 2021
after watching a black and white movie where almost everyone was smoking - though I myself have never partaken...
Contest A BRIAN STRAND JULY 12
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
Copyright © Ann Gilmour | Year Posted 2021
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