Emotional moments will bellow,
an accordion of anger.
Incendiary contact,
rushes into a mash
of conniption fits.
With all you are
shouldering
the strap
snaps.
The pop group Heatwave, it seemed to me
(in 1970)
was dreadfully dull and boring too
(not at all incendiary)
so, with breath control and mind over matter,
(it didn't matter as I didn't mind)
to liven up the act and give it something new,
after much practice and repeating,
using self-made torches soaked in paraffin,
I taught myself how to do fire eating
and late that summer became
(tho' only the drummer)
'Keeper Of The Flame'.
Once, while on stage performing,
some sceptic in the audience shouted, "That's not really hot,"
so, determined to put him in his place
(he deserved all of what he got)
I gave him quite a fright when I flashed the flames in his face.
Then, '77 one fearful night in Bright Eye Band wearing tights
(a.k.a., Smooch on Halloween)
throwing all caution to the wind, as it was gauged just right,
the draft from a fan blowing across the stage set my hair alight.
Although not what I call apropos,
I survived, came out alive, but what a way to close the show.
It was far from being a match made in Heaven
More so like a match that ignited the fires in Hell
We took turns playing arsonist
Setting love ablaze
Our memories broken branches used for kindling
Torn from the trees of suspicion
We accepted the fate of the flames we ignited
Lunacy that burned woodlands of our passion.
She said it was okay we were both crazy
We just couldn't be crazy at the same time.
Our madness combined would ignite an inferno
Flames scorching forests of our souls.
Lighting a path to a future of ashes.
The heat from a fire leaving both of us cold.
JSB
Judge Santiago Burdon
Stray Dogs and Deuces Wild, Not Real Poetry, Quicksand Highway, Fingers in the Fan, Tequilas Bad Advice, Lords of the Afterglow, Overdose of Destiny, Architect of Havoc
Mauis fire is already in print, a book titled fire and fury
Is doing a stint' published four days after the killer event
By a dr Miles Stones,
Its has eywitness accounts and results of investigative
Time; spent, this by government bodies so renowed of
Their speed.? Well be that as it may I suppose i might
Have a read? of the lack of foreknowledge by local police
The terror of civilians, and the ensuing relief.? That we all
Are the blame, Have i heard such before.? Oh i heard there
Was a boat at sea on it also fire did roar.? Seems so strange
Cause maybe someone drooped a cigerette to floor?
I don't want to be Gloomy? To become just a drag.'
Beoause its all light and
Joy in the global crews view' Hey you all take care now.'
Thats the new normal to do.' Yet is it all normal.? Maybe
I'll have a think? Take up playing patience and pour out
A stiff drink.'
The moth, inexorably drawn
To an incendiary fate,
Is tunneled to the wormhole's end
And placed in stasis, there to wait.
A single strand of silk is all
That ties it to a universe,
A speck caught in a cosmic thrall
Suspended in a quirky verse.
A strange fire arcs the silken cord;
The spark moves at the speed of light.
A dragon bursts forth from its lair,
Takes flight as the moth's wings ignite.
Back at the source, a blackish smudge,
The only hint of what took place.
A worm imagining set free,
Unleashed to roam in time and space.
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Sponsored by Mark Toney
#acewritings ,01.10.16
Incendiary
Not all fires go out easy
Moreso those that hide the burns
In your first wish being whispered
Or a pathway's twist and turns
Some sparks get caught in your bloodstream,
From the heart flow rivers thick
Some may burst aflame as teardrops
Caught as they fall down your cheek
You were burning when you loved most
And are burning as you hurt
Do remember warmth was given
Long after you leave this Earth
Religion
lives on variety of
faith
Faith
imprisons the inborn mind
and nature
You, he or me
work to live in
different nature
Variation
removes stubbornness,
bothering of one
"ONENESS" in "Nature"
INCENDIARY
For all
-October 02, 2018 Chattogram
My hesitant heart,
Trusts not my lips, oh Lord
To convey
Its infinite adoration to Thee
For
Unable they are
To
Find the words to express the intensity
Of
Its incendiary faith!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
02 October 2018
What has he done there in a million pieces
gone before his time not waiting for Jesus
thinking gone to his heaven learned on lies
It is simple obvious no need of spies
blood and body parts arrayed roughly on the ground
signs common sense and a plain wisdom abound
Gods word in a book I read it unshaven
the world is flat and leaves go to a haven
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