*"Fire"*
This is a poem from my recently published book,
“God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.”
All confusing and affirming.
These poems were written during the most base need survival years in
Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced.
It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
Elevate the walk
Caress the talk
Phoenix still phantom same
Bring bones
Bring garnets
Hone sense of lovers’ game.
Body but trinket shower
Chaos and pattern power
Capacity invincible arise
Bring steel
Bring breath
Feel what all logic denies.
Out damn spell, I dispute
Instant uproot
What could ever bring it down?
Bring bloom
Bring tool
Room on fire in her gown.
2005 Copyright. All Rights Reserved to Mariam Muradian
helene ruiz
again…i am not surprised, excellent…...........
Kym Breeze
very well said….cheers
Paul (Quixote)...
As all your work. Excellent. Thanks for sharing.
ellamental
this is captivating!!!! its power changes the world!!! you are a very powerful medicine woman!! thank you so much!!!!
ufosIsee
Kudos my dear another fine bit of writing…