“a snip of smoke”

Written for:  The Twiglets #258 - "a snip of smoke"

Headline belied
wide scope of tragedy
by reading, A Snip of Smoke.

Silver snips of smoke
curled like a spiral
of ribbon.

poised with scissors
smoky haze fading to light
she cut off her hair

             After each smoke she snipped the ends
               of remaining cigarette, for then
                 he could save it and count
                   it as half the amount
       she smoked a day, lying to herself by pretense.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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4 Responses to “a snip of smoke”

  1. Jules says:

    You always capture the theme so well in your ‘snippets’ 🙂
    I can imagine and see each one clearly.
    The Limerick reminded me of my Mom… who finally did quit.
    But she used to light up, and leave it. We couldn’t put it out or she’d get mad.


  2. Misky says:

    Curled like a spiral ribbon – perfect. Merry Christmas, Sara!



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