Fire learned to be adaptive,
It now takes more than one captive.
Passion burns us deep inside.
All the things we tried to hide;
Nothing is safe from this glow,
As the fire still does grow.
Fire learned to be adaptive,
It now takes more than one captive.
Author notes
Form: Octelle
Our passions can get not only ourselves in trouble, but those around us.
A contest entry
- Poetic Form: Octelle - Prompt - Fire by Little Eagle.
600 points, ended December 27, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think?
Comments
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Nice. I like fire. I like to think that those who trust in the fire get licked, those who fear get burnt. I'm wrong, but I'm happy with that
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Thank you for your entry
Well done on the prompt for this contest. Nice imagery and good flow.
The form was done well, the rhyme scheme was developed well and the syllable count was off by one syllable in the first line. Below is the breakdown.
"Fire learned to be a-dap-tive," = Seven
I encourage you to keep writing read and comment.
God Bless
Tammy
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