Open Poetry #47 |
Fire |
A Beautiful Disaster Member
since 2007-01-13
Posts 409 |
I used to compare myself with a fire, So sudden, so restless, so hard to predict - A definite danger from miles to admire, The gamut of colors one couldn't depict. The flame is extinguished. The reason is clear - I crave for love fuel and only one match. I'm stronger than every invisible tear That turns to a raindrop. I'll start from a scratch. I'll be a good guide for my soulmates-strangers, A guard for the lost and the ones of this kind, For anything frail I'll reveal only danger... However, a match is not easy to find. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
It sure is hard to find, and harder to keep is the other part. Nice poetry. ~ I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me. ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Way cool. Love the concept and your last line. Gret write! Lori |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Enjoyed your poem, Ms. E |
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