Fire
Hidden in the body of adolescence
Caught in spot-lights, car-lights
stunned
At the houses burning running across
front lawns
Picture photo albums, the archetecture
of fleeting fear
The gentle sea wrecker tow trucks, oil
leaks
Stains on the drive-way
Mouths wide open. Tracing a distance
measure
Of drunk stair-case falling. Shriveled
portraits
Of a wedding dress bereft of the widow.
Drying out the whiskey-shakes
Next-door hidden creases of
intoxication-fuel
Air drafts. Chemical window curtains
The slaughter of caged domesticed
animals-cutting down
Magnetic cypress trees, one hundred
years old
The language of fire-the truly free
element
Is well aware of why and how sparks are
lit.
Comments
Fire is not always a clean heat me thinks….
I read this and saw many life stories that did strive and were in the end burnt by …..well maybe the fire of greed, desire, wanting to fit in, the list is endless.
Fire is potently good and potently evil.
Well anyway that is how your words got me fired up
Good to see your work here again :O) xx
thank you so much for this comment. Actually you are spot on, the symbol of fire but also the element creates and destroys. And inspires so many! A great comment my friend
– BiographyofRed8
great write…if only life was fire proof…awesome
_Tracing a distance measure _
whilst chasing the elemental
energy—if only but to draw from
its life a single spark—in time
to flee the scene (of the crime)
before the evidence of the burn
has time to sting and squirm in
the womb that births the desire…
this enigmatic fascination with fire.
Such a vivid portrait of awe and fear indeed. xox
beautiful!!!!!
– BiographyofRed8
Again, thanks for the feature and for the continued support!
– BiographyofRed8
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Thank you for having such a rich and diverse group! and for the feature
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those last four lines are the perfect flick of this flame. nice writing :)
the picture here of an uncontrolled burn I think…