A Smoke Picture Poem by Sandra Fowler

A Smoke Picture

Rating: 4.0


Hands dream to trace the sculptures of old trees
That stand like dark wainscoting to the light.
Thickets of wordless poems capture thoughts,
Paint lowering moods upon gray window glass.

You spoke Autumn in seven languages,
but only thought in Hebrew, so you said.
It pleases me immeasurably to know
My appalachian accent was approved.

Tonight my mind paints you a smoke picture,
Although frail moods are sometimes blown away.
It does not matter what a poem costs.
The pen and ink is worth the jourrney, Friend.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Vandavasu Vittal 11 August 2009

Fine poetry definitely maybe emotions on parchment so scenic as the darkness in nothingness.

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Obinna Eruchie 08 August 2009

You have come up with an imaginative piece, Sandra. Thanks.

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Alison Cassidy 08 August 2009

Softly eloquent and full of surprises this poem is one of your best. It is rich with nostalgia, charcoal images and a reminder of the importance of friendship. Your use of perfect iambic pentameter expresses tenderness without ever resorting to sentimentality. 'You spoke Autumn in seven languages, but only thought in Hebrew, so you said.' touched particularly deeply. Thank you. Love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Shashendra Amalshan 06 August 2009

Very beautiful words indeed, very flowery indeed.. nice to read.. yaeh Mr. Martin did say it all.. this one did touch me.. nice beautiful poems can always make the mind at ease.. with love shan

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Patrick A. Martin 03 August 2009

How remarkable this poem is. I am left looking for words - not for THE RIGHT WORDS just for Words to describe how this has touched me. A poem written to a poet I loved it

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Dr Dillip K Swain 05 November 2022

It does not matter what a poem costs. The pen and ink is worth the jourrney, Friend. Brilliant expression my dear friend Sandra.5 stars.

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Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK 16 April 2010

‘…Thickets of wordless poems capture thoughts, …’ Wow! Wow! ! Wow! ! ! ... Carried forward in gusto of limbo…Thanks Ma’am Voted 10++ Ms. Nivedita UK

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Sally Plumb Plumb 03 September 2009

Your smoke bursts into a flame.

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Yelena M. 11 August 2009

Your poem is pure Autumn, Nostalgia, Tenderness.. I have noticed many readers are just left with no words enough to express the feeling they have reading your poetry..But it is surely an Emotion in the perfect sense of this word. And what is Emotion, is Truth. Thanks for sharing, Sandra. Amary, always your friend.

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Sandra Martyres 11 August 2009

Stunning imagery Sandra in this beautiful and perfect piece - a very touching poem

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