Sunday, May 26, 2013

Black Smoke


Artwork is Ponytail by Last Exit

Cigarette please, dear
Her health lit up in black smoke
Wafting midnight ink

We pause in the heat
Smoke and light in empty air
Cruel song in her lungs

Written For The Mag & Haiku Heights

15 comments:

Helen said...

Cruel song indeed, and still they market to young folks .. make it seem so appealing!

Nice writing!!!

Dana Dampier said...

Black smoke... black lungs. Truly is a cruel thing. Wonderful poem!

Other Mary said...

"Cruel song in her lungs"

That is a great line! The whole thing is a nice tight write.

mindlovemisery said...

Though there is horror in the realization of what is being done to her health your words are absolutely gorgeous =)

SueAnn Lommler said...

Ooooo...so sinister! Love it
Hugs
SueAnn

Berowne said...

Masterful and very savvy...

Robyn Greenhouse said...

If only the song would be heard before the cigarette was lit!

Kutamun said...

Wonderfully demonic, an icon of our times

Richa Singh said...

the demons of such things need to be always repeated through all messages possible. Thank you for bringing it to us through a haiku :)

Richa

LaTonya Baldwin said...

Wafting midnight ink

this image gave me pause.

Judith Westerfield said...

Fantastic haiku -- you should send it to the American Lung Assn -- I mean it. Would be a great for their anti-smoking campaigns.

alicekeysmd said...

Wow, wow, wow. This is a wonderful dark chain of haiku.

Friko said...

Yes, indeed. A good haiku for a nasty habit.

Susan Lindquist said...

Insidious, but so satisfying to some ... a cruel addiction all around. Nice piece!

mypoeticpath said...

You've captured the vibe of smoking so well. How I loathe ciggies.