Smoked Out Morning

So who made up the rule of only Reblogging one WordPress poet a day during National Poetry Month? If that was the rule or just something I misread. Anyway the poet I Reblogged earlier was a a Tumbler poet, so there. But I digress, this poet I knew I would Reblog and do not want to wait another moment to do so. I had a terrible time picking out only one poem, because they are all incredible and haunting. But in this tale from the big cold city,
no you have to find out for yourself. Be sure to read around, there is allot going on.
Betty G

Philisapher

I had you in my bed
The light silver curtain across my window
A net to catch my trail of early cigarette smoke
Next to your naked body
Languidly laying in supine glory
A Miles Davis record playing
Background to the morning of sweet goodbyes
As you left, holding your shoes in your hand
You promised to call
I was hoping you wouldn’t
And you didn’t
Thank goodness I exhaled

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4 thoughts on “Smoked Out Morning

  1. There are no rules in blogging! Re-blog as many as you like. If someone complained to me about re-blogs, I would re-blog another dozen just to irritate them some more. But then I make my own fun. ;)

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