Poetic Smoke : A Lover’s Secret
My first smoke was beautiful.
I remember vividly being connected with a sweet aroma, smooth exhale and that light to medium feel and finish I appreciate. Watching ships sail by along the Mississippi River while my fantasies expanded, bourbon neat and my Sunday best, pressed.
While living in New Orleans I began exploring different cigars, social groups & events, and an overall community of enjoyable life. I appreciate the experience I had while living in The Big Easy along with this grand introduction to the smoking lifestyle.
Smoking cigars if a form of self-care for me.
After a long day I have found beautiful peace within smoking a good stick, timeless jazz and the blank pages of my journal. Exhaling fears, doubts, and overwhelming thoughts, a good smoke is usually my long-day cure. With well-designed playlists and a great cigar recommendation, my evenings at a local cigar lounge are set.
An amazing smoke paired with a neat bourbon is similar to a steamy summer romance for me. The relationship between a good cigar and my inquiring mind, beautiful. It usually begins as a knowledge seeking endeavor and ends in a thriller review process that has left quite the impression.
I’m a poet, published author and Atlanta-based blogger. I take pride in being a lover of cigars, good-smooth bourbon, great connections, red lipstick and an amazing time. This blog has been dedicated to my extended thoughts, short poetry bursts and my cigars & cooking.
Welcome to Poetic Smoke.
Smoke Well,
Heather J.