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Pipedreams Of A Dragon
We're all secretly failed dragons
Us smokers, and ex smokers
Still hoping that our flames
Will one day ignite
And at last
Fireballs will shoot forth
From our now firey breath
But all we failed dragons can manage
Are wisps, of whispering smoke
Sometimes emitting
Creative circular clouds
That spiral upwards
As they fade away
Like dreams
Rising slowly
From an smouldering briar
by Jemia
Us smokers, and ex smokers
Still hoping that our flames
Will one day ignite
And at last
Fireballs will shoot forth
From our now firey breath
But all we failed dragons can manage
Are wisps, of whispering smoke
Sometimes emitting
Creative circular clouds
That spiral upwards
As they fade away
Like dreams
Rising slowly
From an smouldering briar
by Jemia
Published 18th Mar 2024
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18th Mar 2024 5:44pm
I love the idea of descending from dragons, as an ex smoker perhaps a spark still exists. Hey, really cool poem, I like it a lot.
