Best Conflagration Poems

Conflagration

Kindling
building upon the edge
of the fortress,

--slights—
		real and imagined,

--daggers—
		slashing scars
			stabbing wounds
					untended

--Cupid’s arrows—
		piercing a heart
				
repelled
	in stony silence

--Anger’s tinder—
		aching 
			for immolation

--a lone spark—
		igniting
			the brittle detritus

A Perfect Storm
		raging
			against the confines

of its life.


©9/30/2017

submitted to – A Perfect Storm – Poetry Contest...

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Gather ‘round the global table — 
All ye kings of the earth,
and ye queens of the dirt
The self-anointed,
the ballot appointed
So much kilt kill filth is on your skirts!

Fate chosen leaders hellbent
to take their loyal legion of followers
on the final dark descent

As the nuclear fires of...

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Blazing structured ball of heat, 
like a fist full of anger, Only 
wanting to defeat spreading over
natures land, wiping out man kind.

Wrapping its burning body tightly
over what ever it may find, hear
the flowers and the tree as they 
softly let out there cries of defeat.

Burning...

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Skin's on fire
The burning comes from within
It warms but does not consume

Trapped in close
It threatens sanity
Where's the release?

A touch grazes thigh
A new trail blazes 
A scream stifled

Where did it go?
Is this falling?
Will the dark end?

The heat rises again
The roller coaster clicks
The glow returns

And it escalates
Too...

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I breathe and wish that
the air
wasn't filled with a
thousand ashen yesterdays
that float aimlessly 
lost.
I taste their bitter end and
know they can never
be put together again - memories
ever so fragile, before they're blown
into
tomorrow's fires where
I feel their
helplessness...
I know, without reason,
that the flames,
will never die
because they are
perpetually...

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Yield me back control so you can be at peace.
While frantically clutching, I frequently stumble.
submerged in an underworld inside artifice.
For a glimpse of truth, as it seems to crumble.

While frantically clutching, I frequently stumble.
Making adjustments to personas for success
For a glimpse of truth, as it...

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A growing
         conflagration;
               desire,
           a forest fire
      ...

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