I am a Firebug
...Yes, I am a firebug
I love sparks and flames
I’d like to torch the town actually
My town, your town, all the towns.
Pyro would be an apt nickname
I would have it tattooed on my forehead
My cl...
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Categories:
firebug, me,
Form: Free verse
Firebug
...No historic chattels, old photos or memorabilia.
Nothing has historic value for us to remember.
The sheds are old and rusted on our farm just out of town;
our house is not long new since the old o...
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Categories:
firebug, brother, farm,
Form: Rhyme
Firebug
...No historic chattels, old photos or memorabilia.
Nothing has historic value for us to remember.
The sheds are old and rusted on our farm just out of town;
our house is not long new since the old o...
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Categories:
firebug, fire, surreal,
Form: Rhyme
A Poem To Michael With Cancer
...We are defined by many things in our lives.
You're a good son. A great older brother.
An eagle scout and crazy ass metal guitarist.
A firebug and science nerd and my neighbor.
I know ca...
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Categories:
firebug, cancer,
Form: Free verse
Eager Firebug
...Cicadas sing an age old song
The ground gives way for their emergence
Camoflauge body and red eyes glow
Come on mom let's go!!
It time for the fireworks show
Blazing sparkles, spinning thrills
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Categories:
firebug, adventure, childhood
Form: Free verse
Far Out (Pts 1, 2 and 3)
...Pt 1
Far out, they cried
when I stood on cinders,
feet combusting,
like it was clever;
even though water
sprinkled the joint,
coals sizzled,
flesh melted, spat;
chunks of sinew,
popped li...
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Categories:
firebug, death, social,
Form: Narrative