Best Catherine Wheel Poems

Kate. 
Catherine Wheel. 

Left only char-mark traces on 
this dirty laundry line post; 
unrequited love so brightly shone 
scarred by a pyrotechnical ghost. 

Spun. 
Vibrant fire.

White hot with turquoise spangled eyes, 
burnt, exploded, rattled death; 
as tails of auburn fireflies 
blew kisses of fleeting gossamer...

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