Coconut Kitty

Up In Smoke

coconutkitty143

Sitting under the moonlit sky
The Mind starts to wonder
Watching the stars

Witnessing the interconnectedness of all beings
Pondering the affection that remains
Trapped in ones own mind
Hitting a wall
Realizing there is no one else on the other end of the line

Wanting so badly to wash away the memory’s
The fantasies
But there aren’t enough tears or rain
To put out the flame that engolfs my heart

A blaze so bright
It Lights up the night sky
To a truth of which no one can hide

Facing upward to the one above
Questioning the morality of unrequited love
Demanding it be shut down
To End it
Release it

Misdirected passion
As the heart explodes like confetti

So much love which has no direction

Swirling around within oneself
Getting lost in the twister of emotions
Falling to your knees praying

Letting the rain fall upon your face
Washing away the tears
But still the heart burns

And burns

until it all goes up in smoke

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11 responses to “Up In Smoke”

  1. angelsaltcallisto59078 Avatar
    angelsaltcallisto59078

    Wow that’s an example of your diversity I see! So good

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  2. Kevin Buker Avatar
    Kevin Buker

    Beautiful darlin .WOLVERINE143
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  3. John Avatar
    John

    Hey beautiful,
    I liked it!

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  4. Ryan hynes Avatar
    Ryan hynes

    Hey sweetheart keep up the amazing work

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  5. Kevin Avatar
    Kevin

    That’s absolutely beautiful.

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  6. Jax Avatar
    Jax

    Ever try shrooms? Mush love ❤

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  7. Jake Avatar
    Jake

    I love how you write, I’ve been trying to talk to you about writing. Here’s one of my own.

    Clouds of Cinder

    Each step forward feels like another disaster

    Filling my heart with dread and doubt

    With each step I feel more alone

    Because everything I touch turns to ash in my clutch

    Everything burns beneath my feet

    Haunting my footsteps at every turn

    The trails of ash become clouds of cinder

    So I trudge along with burning clouds in tow

    Afraid to speak, afraid to befriend, I’m afraid to take your hand

    Because I don’t want you to disintegrate

    Into the burning clouds of cinder

    Midas and his golden touch

    It almost sounds good to me

    Because at least he didn’t have to watch them disappear

    It seemed in the past I had earned this curse

    The desolation taught me many lessons

    I believed I’d changed my ways

    But the clouds of cinder still burn in my wake

    So here I am, questioning each step I take

    As my fierce conviction burns away into doubt

    Perhaps it’s only a matter of time

    Before I too disappear into my burning clouds of cinder

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    1. coconutkitty143 Avatar
      coconutkitty143

      Wow I love your poem! Amazing writing. Thanks for sharing

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  8. Scott Donald Harris (Akumlade) Avatar
    Scott Donald Harris (Akumlade)

    Incredible you bronze beauty genius, what if the burn is eternal though? Then your poem lives forever and never comes to its end. But the pain involved with that it could end, given the wrong choice is willed, provides fuel for that eternal burn, so it’s ironic you had to write the poem the way it is but in truth the beginning (the title) and the end of this poem will prove to not explain the life of this love, its all about in between… the journey… just like life is and a good lesson for people because they often do not see that.

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  9. Ben G. Avatar
    Ben G.

    I know exactly what you mean…

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    1. stevek Avatar
      stevek

      I think you may have brought this to my attention this AM. If not, to bad I’ma share my thoughts anyway. You can ignore me, as you oft do, or see if I speak to you as you speak to me. Only realized the other day that when one becomes as popular as you there just aren’t enough hours in the day to treat everyone equally. So, I’ll dry my tears and wait my turn. I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night cause I was studying the work of this new poet(yes you). Point is I may sound like Jack Kerouac (another American poet/novelist) ie. run-on sentences. Well, I’ve read your piece,” Up In Smoke”, countless times and I thought I wrote to you about it last month but I can’t find it so “take two”.I had a flood of thoughts! Emily Dickinson, ”Because I could not stop for Death”, which led to William Cullen Bryant, “Thanatopsis”, kinda morose, I know. And a brief excursion into “Meet Joe Black” a redux of “Death Takes a Holiday”, another luv story. But you also made me think of “What Dreams May Come”, this is where I need a tissue (NOT kidding), a story of a couple that are “soulmates”(you think that’s possible?) but the point is that he so loved this woman that he Literally travels through HELL to find her and save her from her own torment!! Can you imagine? Being so connected to someone that you are willing to fully feel their despair just to free them from a painful fate of their own doing! Reminds me of the Jesus story. I was divorced, like 4 or 5 years ago. Not really what I wanted but a marriage/relationship takes 2 Willing people. Well, I’m preaching to the choir, I think.? This is the second, maybe primary, driver of your work. [Wish you could see the sunset out my window! Amazing! Listening to Ludovico Einaudi-Nuvole Bianche, wow! Speaking of, I caught a tiktok you did with “Love Will Find You”-ATB & Heather Nova] [So, this is that “stream of consciousness” I warned you about!] I read the lyrics as I watch you dance to the music and it brings me back to “Up In Smoke”. Again, you got it! We’re alone and connecting to “another” is an illusion. Maybe what we find, if lucky, is a perfect reflection of ourselves. Again, we’re all alone, ”Realizing there is no one else on the other end of the line”, you wrote that. “I believe it’s all inside youAll the answersStrip it down and see the light comeThrough the crowd,..”, lyrics of “Love Will Find You”So, “until it all goes up in smoke”,…Or…we find that perfect reflection, our soulmate, a playmate willing to pretend. That’s all I need. Someone willing to pretend for all eternity that we are each others soulmates. That we are so connected that we can and are willing to find each other even in the others Hell. Now that’s the girl I wanna take home to meet mom. Or,..I’m wrong, and we go back to the edge of the abyss. What do you think? Where do you think I messed up? Is there “smoke” billowing from my ears?Is this public or private? There was a lot I wanted to talk about but not air to the universe. Hope to hear from you. Please keep sharing your work.Steve K.  Sent from Mail for Windows From: Coconut KittySent: Thursday, May 12, 2022 11:53 AMTo: stevek2004sti@gmail.comSubject: [New comment] Up In Smoke Ben G. commented: "I know exactly what you mean…"

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