cigarette smoke curls
on the black night
etching white lines
like dim serpentine braids
flung from distant Medusa
~~he squints into the telescope
for that single eye sight
afforded only by a desert sky
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3 Word Wednesday Prompt words: cigarette, afford, dim
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14 comments:
Very evocative. Can truly picture it
Very descriptive. Makes me think of an opening scene of a movie.
I love this! You have a wonderful way with words.
Particularly liked the "dim serpentine braids flung from distant Medusa" - superb
Your economy of words always amazes me. I love the visual of smoke curls turning into braids of Medusa's hair in night sky. It reminds me of my times star gazing in the Montana sky. Your vivid words form comforting and familiar images to me.
This is glorious, you have such a gift for painting (with words and a brush).......and I love that we both happened on the perfect word for smoke (serpentine))!
Yes, I love it when there is synchronicity (especially when it's with a poet as good as you), it convinces me I picked the perfect word!!!
I like how the smoking isn't the focus of the poem even though it's described wonderfully.
I loved that he was looking through a telescope that was a great use for the words!!!
Fantastic, Tumblewords...I loved it!
"etching white lines
like dim serpentine braids
flung from distant Medusa"
That is a great imagery. I always liked Medusa.
I agree with the previous comments. Evocative is a great word to describe this piece. I don't know how you manage to set a scene so cleary and descriptively in such few words.
Perfection is what I call this poem. I simply loved these words 'etching white lines
like dim serpentine braids
flung from distant Medusa' You draw your readers into this creative world effortlessly. Keep up the good work.
poignant. colorful. thank you.
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