All around me, aerosols of smoke and ash,
Purity perishing in fire and water
As, hand to flame, I surround myself in swirling embers
To protect myself from the cold of night.
For rain makes specters of us all,
But in fire, we are not alone.
A contest entry
- What's the most recent poem you've written by Tqop.
700 points, ended September 10, 35 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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oh my gosh, i love the imagery and you had an excellent word choice. It's an interesting poem, short and to the point. I like it a lot, hmmmm.....wow. it's just really intriguing
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