A Cigarette <br /> <br /> <br />Dawn, yes and the mist, what else do you <br />expect on lake Martin early and summer? <br />Swamp cypress dripping with Spanish moss. <br />I have stopped rowing, water swirling around <br />Oar blades, the silence is absolute I dare not <br />Inhale, a bird shrieks, the lake shudders <br />An evil thought has entered Paradise, I hear <br />The faint noise of outboard motors, <br />The moment of ethereal stillness has gone, <br />I lit a cigarette inhale deeply, exhale and blow <br />Rings a pure delight into morning air.<br /><br />oskar hansen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cigarette-2/
