The Inkwell

Smoke

In response to the Daily Prompt

Smoke

The saying goes

“There’s no smoke without fire”,

and as it appears, the wood in the oven

begins to burn.

 

Flames licking the sides of the grill

slowly encompassing the meat resting there

trapped in a smog of flavour

 

Occasionally seeing daylight for another brush of marinade

of Sugar, Honey and Spice.

and as the heat rises in the oven

the embers glow in the smog

 

The window of the oven sees barely but a mist,

but the coals burn on, and the heat rises

adding more flavour to the fabulous feast

till chef announces – “Dinner is Served”

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Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.