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The Flames of a Saint

A flame flickers on skin of divinity burning down the flesh and bone to grey ash. The smoke clouds the sky as an offering, an offering to God for the cross they carry. Tied to wood and ignited from the bottom with matches, gasoline is poured on skin and then lit on fire. Pain is heard by quiet lips.

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Mourning Mist

Date: 8/16/2011 11:22:00 AM

XXOOO kisses :) look forward to our next visit..i am doing better..limping on my right leg though, doc might have to give me strong er meds

Mourning Mist

Date: 8/16/2011 11:21:00 AM

look at christ? he was called a heretic right? i think some burned did what he was doing, personally

Mourning Mist

Date: 8/16/2011 11:20:00 AM

people argue the killing verses...ten commandments say no, but look at laws of leviticus..i think some burned argued that...

Mourning Mist

Date: 8/16/2011 11:19:00 AM

thank you I love you, wanted to tell you something on the 7th, but dont want others to know anything else personal about our lives..yeah i am a firm believe some burned as heretics could have known more truth..

Cyndi Macmillan

Date: 8/16/2011 10:25:00 AM

OH, I can't believe I forgot JOAN of ARC! Who fought for French liberation and had visions of God, a freedom fighter! Her story is fascinating, inspiring and sad- many movies done on the subject. Worth a read on wikipedia, if you ever get a second! x0x0x0x

Cyndi Macmillan

Date: 8/16/2011 10:20:00 AM

Hi! WOW! This one stings and leaves a impression! Great work! Did you read my shape poem, Candlelight? Is T still yes? Send link to my e-mail! You should have it via last contact. Hope you are doing better, I've been working on resumes here. Things are looking bad and its quite tense. Colin's dad fell at the home, he's okay, but it signals health failing. Anyway, hope to hear from you soon! Love you! Cyndi. Was it saint Lucy who burned? Can't remember...