Smoke Over the Fence – Poem by Me

Fences keep out many things, but 
smoke isn't one of them. Let it curl

in the air over the backyard walls, 
disappear into the night while the

scent lasts. The grey shapes against
the twilight could be beautiful if

we looked up and saw them.

I hope you enjoyed this super short piece! It was pretty much inspired by going in my backyard and smoke drifting over the wall from my neighbor’s house. Please feel free to leave feedback and writing challenges in the comments. Stay safe and healthy out there.

Brooke

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