Hands and feet
bathe instinctively beside the flame
drawing in the need to comfort ones life ~
and he'll stay
like a third party
invited to kindle thoughts
we'd rather forsake
and the wind
with her intentional glaze
blows out the candle
but fuels the fire that keeps us still...
A contest entry
- Teach Me to Wear Fire by Heart Sutra.
1000 points, ended December 1, 2008, 28 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Thank you for sharing this poem with the contest. I appreciate the use of metaphor and the short succinctness of the poem.
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Another wondefully written piece. That second stanza is such a great play on words!


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A most narrative piece indeed, with a gentle, hopeful voice. All the best dear.
mj.


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"like a third party"<==NICE







