Fan The Flames Poems

When it struck 11, I sighed in relief
When it struck 11, I haven't felt grief
The time kept ticking on and it wasn't brief
And I'm so… patiently shaking like a leaf
Vigorously feeling vital everyday...
Every minute...every second...come what may
Immensely feeling somewhat manic...Read More

A tiny seed can grow into a tree
Our universe was built with particles
A flower's pollinated by a bee
The smallest words we have are articles

When teaching concepts always start quite small
The best advice I ever got in school:
Whoever starts out 'big'...Read More

These are 5 featured newest poems by Poet Mario William Vitale,
through each episode we explore the most reflection you got here
my first poem entitled : 

(1) Awakening

the shadows scribble beneath the words you got hope for tomorrow
look to the figure...Read More

50 Words for Poe: Vide Cor Meum



Look into my heart
see it’s sinew ripped
in the hole daisies grow
and death renews
forget-me-nots
unfurling crushed blue
from their
black soiled
deep dead 
purple sleep

Vide Core Meum
slowly burns 
the earth of me
forests roar
barefoot walks 
through broken glass
then, nine inch...Read More

Opportunity twist and twirl in a dance,
Blank shadows mimicking each movement,
Giving the moment an elusive chance
To embrace the renaissance for fulfillment.

Time turning the sentiments of the heart
Into the ceremony of spiritual purity,
While the worse of evil falls apart,
An innocent crown...Read More

A Sad Christmas

There was a time when passion ruled their life
But time and ailments stepped in to betray.
She never felt she'd be that aging wife
But as years passed it just worked out that way.

He was still giving, faithful, kind and...Read More

Hold my pipes 
Hold my feathers
With this i'm trusting you 
With our greatest treasures

One to pass among each other
Maybe talk about peace
Maybe talk about our lands
Not disturbing our deceased

One to fan the flames of progress
Put back the fire in our...Read More

En Garde, unsheath your sword
Your mighty pen and eloquent words
Cut down the shackles of ignorance
And fan the flames of defiance
Sharpen your blade as you write
Bring darkness into the light
Cut away fear and hesitation
Arrange your words and presentation
Unsheath your sword and...Read More

Pontificating pin heads
laboriously tongue lashing
mandatory attendees
pundits, preachers
oligarchs of oratory
empowered by mad scientists
in twisted mind laboratory.
If everybody gets a bite
of a sandwich never ending
the masses will be sated
and we’ve controlled our spending
if everybody works for free
--that is except for you and...Read More

Stand beside the flame
Stars cascade like sprinkled salt
Over a sleepy town

A dove cries out
For a lover lost
To a hollow heart

Memories fade
Over the tapestry of time
Eventually folded over

Fan the flames
So dawn will never rise
For a sleepy town...Read More

Quatrain #767:
WISE


Wise is the man who knows he can,
Ink happy plans to spark fine scan;
Set mark to fan the flames of truth,
Etch in fond ken the higher end.

~~~~~~~~~




Leon Enriquez
05 July 2017
Singapore

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shooting blanks

smoking blunts

eyes, face & hands

when will we understand

you can't keep sticking it to the man

fan the flames of sin

where do I even begin again

hopping, rocking no stopping

got clowns to the left of me jokers to the right

playing with the...Read More

Sticks and stones, they break your bones, and words they disembowel. Poetry is a dagger, linguistics a humble cowl. Lab rat hearted heathens pray the plagues consume the town. Iron sharpens iron, Don't let the bastards get you down. By...Read More

We fan the flames
We fuel the fire
We count the days
We chase desire

With the bottle in my hand
And the pills on the counter 
Music playing in my ear
The voices growing even louder
While the hair on my arms
Starts to stand a little...Read More

Something oh so little    


Something oh so little and so tiny in its stance
A slowly burning ember in the night
To fan the flames eternal in the movement of the dance
Satisfaction glowing in its light

Breathing of the mist...Read More

All, is all I want of you,
Satisfy my neurosis -My aesthetic desires; Deep in the mines of your mind. Allow me to collect my jewels: Allow me to search your very core— You shake apples from my family tree. Let...Read More

And then we fan the flames to such a height, they glow bright, acridity burning our eyes.

But so easily we forget the reasons as to why; we, we are stuck blind.

Still we chuck embers, blow hot the coals. We throw...Read More

With eyes turned up to the sky
In hopes to find that piece of pie
How many years of blood sweat and tears
Have you not yet made it out of here

Always asking for advice
When given saying that can't be right
All you've got,...Read More

I like faint fire I feel
fueling me with fervor
for far off places without you

I like sweet scent of spring I smell
when you fan the flames
ignited by your carefree hand

I like warmth seeping in
letting my blood course free
with unpredictable energy

I like...Read More

Let the rising,
Angry cord,
Rip through you,
Feel the ecstasy of the metal,
Let the pure loathing roll through you,
Try to look fierce,
And promptly trip over your own feet.

Deep breath,
Focus on the anger,
The dark metal pounding through your head,
Lose yourself in the ecstasy
Of...Read More

  Oh, to be in Trinidad
where the hot scented currents flow;
  from East Dry River to Nariva
chaconia and silk cotton tree grow.
  Where reaching palms whisper
across island reef and coconut lagoon,
  and the forests of Papa...Read More

As I looked in your eyes, 
I saw a tiny flicker 
As a small piece of your love for me 
Died deep within you 

A flicker so small 
You barely gave it notice, 
But it blazed like the sun 
As...Read More

To be a muse is such a thrilling thing
To activate a mind and beauty bring
To turn to verdant plains a landscape bleak
Awaken dormant words and make them speak

Angelic thoughts a muse will whisper sweet
A writer’s mind with lofty thoughts she’ll...Read More

If words could envelop fire,

I’d whisper softly into a quiet

note and let the pyre in my

lonely coffer spill out it’s smokey dispatch.

Letting pathos glow inside carrion’s beat,

I would endeavor this note reach a messenger

with quick feet, so that you would...Read More

Keeping my head in the fire.
Plotting my next move.
Temperature gets hotter.
Can't find my groove.

Fan the flames.
Inhale the smoke.
Slowly suffer.
Life's just a joke.
Demons on the rise.
They're in my head.
I can't get them out.
I could be dead.

Why do I live like this?
Pain...Read More