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Jun 14, 2023
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Flames and Cinder
Suspended in viscose elixir
Tormented by time
Recounted, the past assaults me
Watching in rewind
All the hurt and shame, a fire
In which, I’m now consumed
All the demons, from their graves
Expeditiously exhumed
Hand in hand, this haunted dance
Stillness, early morning hours
Secret ghosts I kept recluse
Begin to bloom like wild flowers
Sullen rains extinguished flames
Cinders of a life that burned
Through this blanket of grey ash
Tender green of life returns
About This Poem
Style/Type: Structured: Western
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
Candlewitch
2 years ago
sweet Tim,
and the Phoenix rises from the ashes... and verdant green spreads new growth. I love this poem!
*love, Cat
Geezer
2 years ago
I see dreams...
that grow in the ashes of the fires of wild dreams that have burned brightly, but without promise. Now, the promise is a fire that will produce a steady heat for longer time, rather than one that peaks quickly and is gone before the chill. Good luck, my friend. ~ Geez.
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