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Nothing Changes

Windswept makeshift shelter Huddled in dark corners Where blue-grey spirals beckon Memories triggered Jeans fade to blazer and tie And a JPS cigarette behind the bike sheds.

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 12/21/2011 8:05:00 AM

I enjoyed reading your poetry today Jemmy. Wishing you a New Year filled with inspiration and the best to you in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Love, Carol

Jemmy Farmer
Date: 12/26/2011 7:34:00 AM

Thank you Carol, blessings for 2012 my friend xx

John Smith

Date: 12/21/2011 6:12:00 AM

Bucking society as a teen, as an adult; you capture that succinctly so well. Yes, smokers now get segregated into designated well aerated areas. What changed is, the rest of us don't have to suck it up.

Jemmy Farmer
Date: 12/21/2011 6:16:00 AM

True but I was seeing it from the eye of that rebel teen of cough choke (must pack up the ciggies) years ago, it feels very similar. Thank you John