Roy Storey

Smoke.

Smell of burning
wood on the air.
smoke drifts
curling
trough the trees.
Lazy white gray
clouds moving
spreading
out to nothing
on the evening
breeze.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 1, 2006
Poem Edited: Friday, August 20, 2010

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