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The Fire

Can’t remember the match, just the magic of the fire We were both oddly lured - a forbidden desire Eyes glued to the flame. Was it fire we blamed? Or that childhood game? So miraculously sacred with fear mixed inside I was age seven, Joey was five. Strike one, blow it out. Strike two and strike three.. The flame was in charge of him and of me. We heard someone coming The fourth match was lit Joey afraid, he grabbed onto my wrist “Hide it in here!” and he covered the flame With the top of his ‘jammies’ And the terror began. So much more to this story All the lives it touched sorely. A Karmic Event, throwing life one more blow The strike of a match so long, long ago The ripple of waves it left in it’s tow There are people in heaven Who really do know Every blessing that match caused With it’s powerful glow. For me it’s still baggage And I miss Joey so....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 1/2/2010 6:16:00 AM
I will miss you, Dear Karen, but your spirit will live on in the everlasting gift you have given us with your unforgetable poetry. Until we meet again. Love, Lainie
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Date: 12/31/2009 12:37:00 PM
Congratulations on having your poem featured this week. A well deserved honor.
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Date: 12/29/2009 7:34:00 AM
I miss you so much Karen. I am so glad your poetry is still here at PoetrySoup so we can continue to read it. Love, Carol
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Date: 12/28/2009 3:29:00 AM
Karen, i know you are looking down on us, your fine poetry has made its mark once again, you are forever in my thoughts >> James
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Date: 4/20/2009 12:40:00 AM
Sad story, adds to the message of don't play with fire...Raul
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Date: 10/2/2008 2:40:00 PM
I wish there was some thing I could say without making a clechè, but I know the pain of an event, it might not be the same but the karmic influence is truly felt...regardless, thankyou for sharing this.Blessed be. Bellantony
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Date: 8/9/2008 11:15:00 AM
a beautiful piece you wrote, enjoyed it. thank you for reading This Moment and for your comment
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Date: 7/6/2008 4:58:00 AM
They tell me there is a purpose for every event in our lives. Many times it is difficult to understand. Then twenty years down the road we look back and know there were other things which would never have occured if not for that event. Nice to see you writing again. Vince
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