denglish1018
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Joined: September 2021 Last seen: 2 years ago

Submitted Poems 3 total

Smoke Rings Buy me a cigar, my ever patient friend, and listen while my heart builds a darkened room to hold the smoke. Then we’ll wait ‘til the rolling clouds have settled to the floor and I can clearly see whose there, or not, Until the rings we blew into... – *by Dan S. English*	6 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Rings in the Mist Buy me a cigar, my ever patient friend, and listen while my heart builds a darkened room to hold the smoke. Then we’ll wait ‘til the rolling clouds have settled to the floor and I can clearly see whose there, or not, Until the rings we blew into... – *by Dan S. English*	0 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Rings Buy me a cigar, my ever patient friend, and listen while my heart builds a darkened room to hold the smoke. Then we’ll wait ‘til the rolling clouds have settled to the floor and I can clearly see whose there, or not, Until the rings we blew into... – *by Dan S. English*	3 Views added 2 years ago	Rating

Buy me a cigar, my ever patient friend,
and listen while my heart builds a darkened room
to hold the smoke.
Then we’ll wait ‘til the rolling clouds have settled to the floor
and I can clearly see whose there, or not,
Until the rings we blew into...

– by Dan S. English

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