Smoke Around That Be Not Fog Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Smoke Around That Be Not Fog

Smoke around that be not fog
Rising
But smells
Smells as incense.

Raring
Raring to go out and to meet Death.


King of Jokers am I; I did not want to be.

But yet there's wisdom in a Joker's words.

If your patience will allow hear my words

Wednesday, October 4, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: fog,words
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