A Half-Smoked Cigarette In The Rain Poem by Julie Smith

A Half-Smoked Cigarette In The Rain

Rating: 4.5


As I sit here, shaking from the walk, but definite
My fingers smelling of smoke and myself
I don't need anyone else

I think of you not him
Who was sent by an Angel this day last year
Just a refreshing distraction

Remembering the 4th of May
As the clouds' gates open
And the lightning hits the sky

My long white nails not the only thing missing
In this carbon copy of a pastel aftermath
But it's not him, it's you, the one I fell for long before

Like last year when I cried this rain in tears
Your circuit's dead again
I should have told you I'm scared of losing people

The park bench now all alone
But its role well played
I light a cigarette for the villain and the golden calf

As the sky clears and leaves me damned with you
Rain-drenched but ridiculously happy
Like the catcher in the rye

As I say goodbye to my college guy
A closure of something never made to begin
At this place as final act and promise there remains
A burnt out match
And a half-smoked cigarette in the rain

Friday, May 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: may,clean,cloudy,decision,decisions,love and friendship,may day,rain,remember,remembrance
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This describes saying goodbye in my mind to someone I met a year ago who distracted me for an afternoon when we were sitting on a park bench, he was smoking a cigarette and borrowed my matches and I was feeling so sad because of someone else who actually means alot more to me than anyone and in this poem I'm coming to just the same conclusion as I walk away from the park bench in the rain after going there a year later and I leave the half smoked cigarette behind and the sky looks promising of the future with the other guy who is the villain in this poem while the one I met is the one 'sent by an Angel' and the golden calf, supposedly the good one, the better, but not the one I really desire.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ratnakar Mandlik 06 February 2019

A wonderful stroll down the memory lane . Congrats on the poem of the Day.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 06 February 2019

This is a beautiful poem! i agree with poetess Jasbir, a poem gets more value when it is interpreted by readers from different angles in varied dimensions! Congratulations for this wonderful poem being selected as POD!

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Jasbir Chatterjee 06 February 2019

It's a nice poem; congrats on being selected as the POD; you don't, however, need to clarify a poem, like you have done here...let the readers draw their own conclusions and enjoy the flow of the poem...

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Dr Antony Theodore 06 February 2019

Like last year when I cried this rain in tears Your circuit's dead again I should have told you I'm scared of losing people...love, infatuation, its problems that occupy one's mind.. leaving the half smoked cigarette behind.. the one i met is the one sent by an angel......... very fine images. tony

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Adrian Flett 06 February 2019

I read the confusion and the muddled thinking in the poem and in the long explanation, as well. A poem should focus and aim at a central point, so I see this poem as an exercise which will lead ultimately to a clearer view of life.

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Sarah Shahzad 11 January 2020

this is deep and powerful..! absolutely incredible writing.. love this so much, thank you sharing, keep writing.. :) love

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Lyn Paul 06 February 2019

The rain and the distraction were just what you needed. Enjoyed reading.

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Carl Roussell 06 February 2019

Glad you met you Angel that day, and a very well deserved Poem of the Day.

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Edward Kofi Louis 06 February 2019

Now all alone! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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M Asim Nehal 06 February 2019

A nice poem on college life, this stage of life is really confusing, neither you enjoy life nor you are naive.

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