Written for Fandango: https://fivedotoh.com/2020/07/18/fowc-with-fandango-ambience/
The ambiance around was clear
There were no vagrants to be found
Soft sweet music filled the air
Flowers and beauty all abound.
Until one day he did arrive
That man from up the street
He smelled like smoke and alcohol
Or is that dirty feet?
©2020 CBialczak Poetry