Friday, October 14, 2011

smokey

chimneys
billow below
clouds take notice and puff
bellowing without the dark gray
flavor
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  1. BrianOctober 15, 2011 at 6:10 PM

    Can smell (and taste!) this one. Effective use of alliteration here, so easy to overdo in a short poem. Your rhythm is perfect.

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