Up In Smoke Poems - Poems about Up In Smoke

Our ceiling fan went up in smoke But didn’t catch on fire. It seemed okay before it broke; The culprit was a wire. It happened fast and we got scared; My husband flipped the fuses. I guess we’re never quite prepared When we’re whom bad luck chooses. The burning smell took hours to fade; A new fan will replace it With safer bulbs, yet I’m...

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My father waits at his table for my delivery a carton of cigarettes, some booze ...

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I walked on the garden path, young heart pulsating with the cadence of love, fostered dream of permanence in the transient world for being loved and possessed forever. Times turned into an inferno, my dreams went up in smoke, blew away the incinerated mind, a dislodged withered ashen leaf, disappearing silently undiscerned, like a drop of uncared tear. ...

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Yearn heart, yearn! Where’s that intensity in your longing? Where’s that passion in your love? Where’s that fervor in your lust? There isn’t much heat left in fire anymore Nor any water to quench the thirst There’s no craving left in romance Nor enough vigor in passion, There’s no potency in prayer There’s no agony in the heart No desperation in the soul, No lure...

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How beautiful the wedding dress she held against her skin. How delicate its lace. What happiness inside her heart would swell. But now big teardrops rolled down her sad face. Her fiancé had called that night to say a thing most unexpected. Though he’d tried, he simply could not find another way than call things off. His love for her had died. As...

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Once, there burned a fire deep within my heart but that was long ago, before love was torn apart Scribed were pages of sonnets, romance at its best I shelved the albums by virtue of my own behest because they caused me too much pain and sorrow, and so, I thought, 'I'll get rid of them tomorrow.' Ten years went by,...

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Smoke billows up as loss expunged to ashes that crumble and crackle in the flickering flames that lick up all that is left. The smoke streaks the sky with streamers heralding the loss of hope and dreams in puffs and swirls skyward....

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I was five when our house went up in smoke My dad was out of work, and we were flat broke There was no fire department in Hico, W.Va., We could only stand by and watch the melee As neighbors tried to save whatever they could, But fire quickly swallowed up the soft pine wood Thankfully, our grandparents could take us...

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On a cold December night, a snowstorm failed to stop a fire in Colorado. And tinder-dry trees fueled a firestorm that turned two towns into ash and shadow. A prairie grass fire in Boulder County, wiped out Superior and Louisville. And folks celebrating Christmas bounty, saw their neighborhoods reduced to landfill. Well-over, a thousand homes got destroyed, many others severely scorched and burnt. And to...

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Last year I enrolled in trendy gym Was enthusiastic about being slim Have to say I was intimidated When personal trainer demonstrated. Spandex-clad my body held in Mirror torments this fight will win Parked on a bicycle going nowhere fast Five minutes later completely downcast. Rowing machine? yes I'll have a go This only adds to my tale of woe Tiny dumbells that small children...

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He had a dream Actually, it was a passion The dream took him away To the seas, the sands, the ventures Beyond this land, onto foreign soil He had a dream It was more than a mere illusion The dream breathed hope and faith It colored his thoughts in prayers Wrote poetry through his caress He had a dream To reach beyond the walls Of a land...

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Up in smoke, twice born, we live on Lower mind falls away We as bliss mist, love hues adorn To rhythm divine sway Oh hermit, know the cause Recognise now, God’s laws That that died, never was Dream life joke Up in smoke 07-January-2021 Quietus This or That, Vol 9 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Edward Ibeh ...

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Writer’s block Mind is locked Words are stuck No muse luck Thoughts don’t flow Musings slow Rack my mind Nothing find Poetry Set me free I am lost Notions tossed Storm within Causing din Let me think Give views ink Want to write It’s a fight Feeling blue Have no clue Mind in knots All my thoughts Up in smoke Not a joke Where’s my muse? Went on cruise Ponder deep Cannot sleep Blank page mocks Writer’s block. 01.07.2022 Title: Up In Smoke For Edward Ibeh's...

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All my life I have heard the phase, ...

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Lady Guinevere and Sir Lancelot Trapped in a dungeon, his help she sought -- Guinevere screamed, she yelled But Lancelot, help withheld -- Damsels rescued, how quaint ~ This knight sold pot...

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