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 fed by
what I fear...
Categories:
conflagration, introspection,
Form: Free verse
A growing
conflagration;
desire,
a forest fire
metastasizing
like cancer.
You are
like honey
drizzled
on my tongue.
I drink you
in gulps; my crying
hunger for you consumes...
me.
I crave you that much!
(Yalto)
STRAND completely new (3) any theme any form
Contest Judged: 7/1/2020 (Winner: 1st Place)
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
"Yalto" is a form invented by yours truly
Lines 1-15: 3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,6,1,5 syllables
Date written: 07/01/2020
Categories:
conflagration, analogy, desire, metaphor, passion,
Form: Verse
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
Categories:
conflagration, anger, fear,
Form: Free verse
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 close! Too close!
Feathers and wax melt away
Sharpness erupts
Nipples erect
Arching raises them skyward
Wordless mouth opens
Gaping eyes smolder
Knives slice invisibly
There it is
There it went
Slack trumps form
Laying flat without thought
The darkness returns
Void envelopes
But gravity returns
It pulls upwards
Towards the sun again
Towards pain and ecstasy
Categories:
conflagration, body, confusion, dark, desire,
Form: Free verse
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 into rubble on the dusty
ground: that was once beautiful.
To hear natures sounds, to have
been suffocated, Strangled by naked
flames. Intoxicated with fumes,
drained from the last breath. Fire
surviving on our oxygen, spreading
it way across the earth, I watch as
configuration forms in front of my
very eyes. Like an illusion confine
Myself, like a liquid type substance.
Human mind conflicting my energy
To defeat the mind of fire to
battle against the air, wind and
the oxygen, to save the land from
nuclear combustion. I shall place my
shields of energy over the earth, and
to suffocate the fumes of fire, to
breathe in every last breath it holds,
being able to stand watching its light
Diminish and be able to sit back and
watch as the magic of nature rebuilds
what evil curses once destroyed.
Categories:
conflagration, death, hope, nature,
Form: Free verse