A Vista of Fire

     her mind 
     a box of 
     melted crayons
     her hands 
     a vista of fire
     magic wands     
     raked over
     the coals
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Gauthier Avatar
July 8, 2025 at 1:56 PM
love the image of "her mind a box of melted crayons" ~ I'm wishing readers were given more clues for the rest of the poem so we could truly appreciate the metaphor.
Baker Avatar
July 7, 2025 at 11:34 AM
A very thought-provoking poem, gw. It's like a movie that has an open ending ... lots to think about. BB
Kendrick Avatar
July 7, 2025 at 4:23 AM
Whoa!! I am wondering what this person has been thorough in her life. I like the creativity of the lines. Thanks for sharing. Sara K
Proxenos Avatar
July 7, 2025 at 3:58 AM
like John i'll hazard a guess though not sure, you are as sharp as a razor my friend. she works as fast as quick silver, her mind can take no more, its gone like gushy melted crayons, yet magic wands her way, her hands rake over this vista of fire, another issue for her, and rake over the coals. HUGS AND BLESSINGS, ANYWHERE NEAR....... Jennifer.
Lawless Avatar
July 6, 2025 at 7:25 PM
well, Gershon, this one has all the little boxes inside my head shouting W T F it's late on the tail of a long weekend...I shall FAVE this as I will be returning to it often.
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