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Your Cigarette (Revised)
by Mae D MoreyI feel -
Just like
your cigarette.
Picked up,
lit
tasted
and then - inexplicably
set aside
and left to
smolder.
You like it,
but hardly notice
until I burn your fingertips. 04/24/2006 Posted on 04/24/2006
Copyright © 2025 Mae D Morey
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 04/24/06 at 10:48 AM Great comparison! Loved the ending. Excellent write, very enjoyable read. |
| Posted by Delilah Coyne on 04/24/06 at 11:48 AM An excellent use of metaphor! Beautifully executed! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 04/26/06 at 12:00 PM Brilliant analogy, use of metaphor. Congrats on POTD; well deserved! Adds to favorites. |
| Posted by Susan Q Tomas on 04/26/06 at 03:14 PM Ouch. This is excellent! So much meaning and imagery in so few words. I love succinctness. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/23/09 at 04:46 AM I like that image. I like it a lot. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 07/09/11 at 06:10 AM OUCH! And excellent, all at once. |
| Posted by Angela Stevens on 04/03/14 at 11:50 PM This poem is exactly how I feel right now. It has been on my favourite's list for a while and I think this is stunning. |
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