A Poem about Smoke?

One Single Impression:Smoke

This week's One Single Impression prompt was 'Smoke.' Well, I couldn't possibly write a poem about people who smoke, because I happen to know a lot of people who do smoke, and I wouldn't want to offend them, whether or not they read my blog. But that being said, the only place, other than our car--or anyone else's car, for that matter--that I know emits smoke is a building burning down. Hehe, so then I thought, what if I used 'Burn it Down' on someone's house? That would be most ebil.

So Anyway, I came up with a Shakespearean sonnet* that used the prompt: "Smoke." I needed loads of bandages after I wrote it though. Yep, it hurt that much. lol.

Into the Smoke only for you :)

Instead of seeing the beautiful sky of blue,
Towering and towering, the clouds of smoke did grow.
I looked around; where it came from I never knew,
'Til I saw that your window was burning aglow.

Thick, black clouds of smoke covered the way to your door,
Seething into my lungs, much like the depths of hell.
I burst in the ruins, and saw your burning floor.
I went around, and your name, I soon did yell.

I covered my mouth but the smoke just wouldn't stop,
But I trudged through the fire, and I ran to your room,
And saw nothing but our picture that soon did drop
Into the searing flames and its violent fume.

I tried to run, but the smoke had swallowed me whole,
Biting, gnawing into the deepest of my soul.

*A Shakespearean sonnet is a type of sonnet that uses the pattern: ABAB CDCD EFEF GG

Poetry Time!

I Can Write?
Yes, aside from being a fairly great AQ player, I also am a writer/poet. And I still am working on getting my novel and some of poems published, but to somewhat no avail. Anyway, here's my ballad for last, last weeks prompt 55:Farewell at One Single Impression.

One Last Farewell

Farewell to you, my love, whom no one can outshine.
I say goodbye to you, the one who can’t be mine.
I say farewell, but why can’t I let go of you?
Struggle and front, forgetting you, I cannot do.

Though I can’t bear to see you walking out that door,
I find out soon that I’ll love you forevermore.
But now, as you are waving goodbye from afar,
Always remember that you are my shining star.

And through the fog, I see nothing but your shadow,
So then I try to turn, but my feet just won’t go.
I close my eyes, but there is nothing I can see,
Except this goodbye, that of which can’t ever be.

I say, “Goodbye!” but there’s just nothing coming out.
Farewell and goodbye are words that I try to shout,
But however much I try, I cannot hear a word
From the tender lips that I guess I think you’ve heard.

Death, fight me now for the soul I wish not to sell!
For my life be wasted on that one last farewell.