Black dust settles on the red battlefield.
We stare at the beauty that was there,
just moments before.
Can it be?
That seems so long ago...
We have brought about this destruction with,
our own hands,
our petty rage.
We are the murderers of what we want.
Need?
Yet, WAIT!
Could it be?
Yes, a golden sparkle.
Fiery light spreads across the dead land.
Poppy red, delicate amber, flashing yellow!
Stronger and stronger the flames grow!
Pushing upwards, fire reaches to its sister stars.
A pure note echoes from the flaming beak.
Its meaning echoes in the darkness of the valley,
Another chance!
So, here is the choice?
The golden bird has given us hope, given us everything we asked for.
Needed?
Can we overcome ourselves?
And fight the battle against that human evil we share.
The phoenix, our glorious light in the dark says
Yes!
Let the Phoenix rise again!
Author notes
ummmm? i dont know. what do you think?
A contest entry
- Phoenix Rising by RareFlower.
650 points, ended December 11, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Hope you like it.
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Forgot clappy men!
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YAY! This is really good with a lot of detail. YAY for vocabulary! Love the title too! And thats all my dead (half-asleep) mind can cope with typing for now...ZzZzZzZzZzZz...
Anyways, Great job and congrats on the HM! -
such words of hope
beautiful and richly detailed, showing the Purpose of the phoenix. I think this is what this earth is waiting for.. A fiery miracle... Thankyou so much for sharing this.
Phoenix blessings to you
RF
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This is a very good poem. However, it's kind of vague as to what is rising from the ashes. Is it about love, war or materialism? I'm not really sure. Besides that, I get a great visual of the Phoenix, and its glory.
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