Smoke

[Gloria Horton-Young]

Adam, this is lovely and so touching.

[Adam Lombard]

Thank you, Gloria! 🙏

[Treasa]

The smell of smoke reminds me of my grandfather, and he did smoke. This a wonderful sensory, nostalgic poem, I love this little snap shot of you two.

[Adam Lombard]

Thank you, Treasa! I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. 🙏

[The Sea in Me]

'I liked the game,

the chorus of the crowd,

the hot salted popcorn we would share.'

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Love the roll of these lines Adam

[Adam Lombard]

Thank you! Those were the lines I struggled with in this poem, so thank you for calling them out. I'm glad they spoke to you. :)

[Margaret Ann Silver]

Lovely. "The chorus of the crowd" is so spot on.

[Adam Lombard]

Thank you, Margaret! 🙏

[LeeAnn Pickrell]

This is such a rich poem. The smell of cigars reminds me of my dad.

[Adam Lombard]

Thank you, LeeAnn :)

Yes, the power of scent to pull the past into the present is really something, isn't it?