Veteran Poet - 1,161 Points (Scratches on the page, making noise. / New York City)

Dirty Air - Poem by JOE POEWHIT

Mighty cloud in the sky.
PURPLE, ORANGE, must ask why? ? ?
Smoke stack glory, over the hill.
Mask on - feeling less ill.
Sex life went, that pill.
Oxygen mask, token the thrill.
Went to church, GOD cried.
Smog enveloped the temple wide.
Many cars upon the ground.
Monoxide wonder feeling sound.
Vomit stench, deep breath now.
Doctor said, 'FARM WITH COWS'.

from my poetry book DREAMS 1

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death

Form: Blank Verse

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 29, 2016

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