Short Fan The Flames Poems

She drove four hours
Totally unplanned visit
We were delighted
Loving her so much!
There was much sorrow.
We wisely kept our counsel.
Not wanting to fan the flames....

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It's true things are hard to unfix
Nature's playing games and dirty tricks
Instead of games
Gonna fan the flames
Until winter and spring intermix

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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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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...

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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 and suffering as far as the 
eyes can see.
When will this end?
When will they leave?...

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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 stab away
And let your words have their say

UNSHEATH YOUR SWORD Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Lawless
9/13/18...

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The secret subject of my desires,
Is found in an ancient BT van.
We're nothing more than barefaced liars,
Illegal liquors from a legal man.

Two silver stalkers of the land,
Consumed you from our luxury.
And gave more than a helping hand,
To fan the flames of jealousy.

You play on thicker strings than I,
In bigger towns away from here.
In the candied scream of a mad wolf's cry,
I resign myself to silent fear....

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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 souls
Fan the flames of the future
Free of all controls

 Now they control our treasures
 It's time we strung our bows 
Take back our pipes and feathers
Take back the lands we know
                          PALLANES...

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