Simple things…

 

Over the hills and far away,

roaming thoughts dance ballet.

A moment spent with simple pleasures…

A smoky room

and chocolate treasures.

 

 

 

 

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Mellow moments…

A peaceful companion

I find in myself.

Today’s woes are slipping away.

Smoke drifts through the air.

A forgotten warm beer.

Mary-Jane takes her place,

centre stage.

 

 

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A joint effort…

Solitary smoke

floats aimlessly through the room.

A lazy smile dawdles along behind.

Another puff

clears the air,

and peaceful intentions settle inside.

Sleep patiently hovers

close by.

 

 

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Road patrol…

Peer out through the curtains

watch up and down the street,

walk around on tip toes

‘cos everyone’s asleep.

Puff away quite cheerfully

nobody here to share,

spend hours at the window

stuck in a late-night stare.