He extinguished
his cigarette
in her unfinished
glass of gin – the ash
rose to the surface,
broke the meniscus
and bloomed
into grey flowers
that reeked of tobacco.
She paid the waitress
and walked out of the door,
leaving him with the smoky bouquet.
Kim M. Russell, 5th August 2018
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Weekend Mini Challenge: Camera FLASH!
Kerry says it’s time to strike a pose with the photographic challenge for August.
writing in north norfolk 
Wow! that image of ash rising is stellar.
Thanks for participating. Have a lovely weekend.
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Thank you, Kerry. You too!
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A wonderful write!!
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Thank you, Annell!
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Wowww! ❤ This is such a gorgeously unique perspective on the photograph, Kim 😊 love the image of “smoky bouquet” at the end.
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Thank you, Sanaa! 💙💙💙
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What a surprising–and delightful–response to the challenge. There is a violence in coming and going, leaving love as a wilted flower.
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Thank you so much, Brendan.
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Good for her; I like to see a woman showing strength and determination. Luckily I saw that in aunts and grandmothers many years ago. Your poems was beautifully realised.
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Thank you, Robin!
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kaykuala
and bloomed
into grey flowers
that reeked of tobacco.
Messing around before dinner can mess up a relationship!
Hank
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I can really see this as the end of a story… a dinghy bar and that blooming ash… perfect for a black and white.
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Thank you, Bjorn.
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…. the ash
rose to the surface,
broke the meniscus
and bloomed
into grey flowers ….
wow, this is superb! just superb!
of course, what proceeds and follows is equally wonderful, but these lines – wow, they really speak volumes! and meniscus is such an interesting word – has that through the lens feel to it – yes, a most definite and fascinating word to use, even as it does have reference to water too – but you’ll have to forgive me, for wandering on about it – it just is so unusual a choice – and oh it begs its own story. I’m loving it madly.
yes, this poem has some exemplary elements Kim and together, it just paints this incredibly cinematic image – genre noir.
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Thank you so much Pat. I love it when readers explore the meanings and nuances of poetry, and you do it so thoughtfully. 🙂
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thank you ~ what a lovely compliment 🙂
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Well now! A completely unique response to this challenge. I envision the scene from your vivid description. I enjoyed every word.
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Thank you, Helen, for your kind words.
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Wonderful take on the prompt! I enjoyed it.
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Thank you, Bekkie!
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