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Calliope
May 02, 2008 ⭐ See this poem's read count — a supporter feature

Smoking Shakespeare or Shakespeare in a cigarette

The smoke from my cigarette
drifts in a lazy curl,
Shapes start to appear
as i watch it rise and unfurl,
Look,a stallion
racing towards the sun,
And there, a Noble knight
meeting his maiden won,
There's a dancer twirling
on her toes,
as the tip of my cigarette
burns and glows,
I watch the characters
as if on a stage,
acting out a Shakespearean page,
Look,there's Proteus
and Ophelia ,too,
And poor Othello,
deceived and fooled,
I watch as puck
bespells the wrong eyes,
And the Fairy Queen
with a jackass lies,
It's like a dream
upon a midsummer's night,
There's Hamlet,
Juliet,
And my favorite,
'Twelfth Night'

Then the players bow out
as my cigarette burns down
And I return to reality
with a smile and a frown...
— Calliope, May 02, 2008

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DarkinAZ

18 years 2 months ago

I loved it....

Great write, I would comment more, but I have a sudden urge to have a smoke. BBL Sincerely, Mark
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Calliope

18 years 2 months ago

Thank you both

Just musing as i smoked in silence,and these images came to my mind.Thanks again, Lacy, Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.
Rob Graber

Rob Graber

18 years 2 months ago

Very enjoyable, though it

Very enjoyable, though it makes me feel quite dull: When I smoke my pipe I often blow smoke rings, and they generally make me think of nothing at all, or of smoke rings... o o o :-,? o o o
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MeanderS

18 years 2 months ago

awesome! what an idea!

awesome! what an idea! cigar-smoke-a lovely poem...??!!! an extremely brilliant write. al da v. best! wishes.
themoonman

themoonman

18 years 2 months ago

Very Nice

what a nice dream you drifted off to with that smoke.. dancing only to return with a smile and a frown. great images playing in my mind.. Richard
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Alobar

18 years 2 months ago

To my ear, your rhythm was

To my ear, your rhythm was perfect. Nicely done. Loved how you crammed all the Shakespeare into the short work. Light and airy too. No critique, just compliments. Alobar (Just my two cents, spend them on gum if you wish.)
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poewriter58

18 years 2 months ago

Lacy

I agree with all of the comments except for one little line "Like on a stage" maybe you would want to consider using as if on a stage just a thought Chrys
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Calliope

18 years 2 months ago

Wow

I wasn't expecting such a good response to this one.And Alobar,I was in a playful mood when I wrote this,hence the light and airy,lol.And I don't think you dull at all ,Rob.I blow smoke rings too,though they tend to come with saphire or jade cut stones,lol.Thanks to you too,Richard,and meanderS.Glad you all enjoyed. Lacy, Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.
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Calliope

18 years 2 months ago

Hey Chrys

Glad to hear your feeling better.Thanks for the tip,I'll toss it around and see what happens,lol. Glad ur back Lacy, Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.
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Calliope

18 years 1 month ago

Thanks

I think it added a touch it needed,lol Lacy, Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.
Janice Pearce

Janice Pearce

18 years 1 month ago

Calliope

Enjoyed every line of this, glad you were just sitting there one night smoking and putting your images down on paper!
RSScheerer

RSScheerer

18 years 1 month ago

Hey, Lacy

Congratulations on the Evolution! A great re-write. The poem unfurls like the smoke it describes, slow and lazy, burning to an ember that stays in the mind. Nicely done! Best, Ronda
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Sean

18 years 1 month ago

wonderful content, imagry,

wonderful content, imagry, and playful exchange. I enjoyed this very much.
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Calliope

18 years 1 month ago

Thank you all,

And your welcome I smoked that cigarette,lol,I'm glad i did too,lol,thank you rhonda always good to hear from you,and thanks sean,love the artwork BTW,very...interesting.i like it. Lacy Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.

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