Campfire
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Silly girl put you imagination away, tend the fire
My thoughts are tending another fire
Breathe life back into it
Like has been done to me
Focus here, stoke it up lest it goes out
This other burns, beckoning bright
The embers are your charge and they diminish
But this fire builds and burns in my belly
There the flames are growing now
I see the hot tongues lick the damp beams
Stop, focus on the heat, devouring the wood
Yes licking, devouring, wood
Hopeless lusty poet you are beyond reason
Mesmerizing flames rhythmically sway
No! smoldering ash and sparkling cinders fly
Yes I’m smoldering, and sparks fly from me
Can’t you just look at a fire and let it be a fire
Steady burning, long, strong, timbers
I’m defeated, keeping your mind clean exhausts me
Release me to play amongst the fiery coals, let me toast
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Thanks nms, I'm glad you liked it.
I was right with you. I love the battle between the two fires. The right fire won!
Chris, how did I know you'd side with the lusty fire?
I’m defeated, keeping your mind clean exhausts me Release me to play amongst the fiery coals, let me toast Release yourself Randy and dance between the flames, geat poem !
Powerful
Fantastic! Hot yet not hot enough. I loved it!
Thanks Art, dancing is definitely on today's agenda.
Kushal, Glad you liked it.
Hmmm, Candie could I get one of my poems "hot" enough for you? I think I couldn't publish it here. lol.
Great poem, (and I don't know what happened to the previous comment). Great metaphors.
Definitely...illustrating heat from this "Campfire"...Well done...as usual, RB!
Rina - Thanks for coming back. Your first comment had the whole hub pasted in it. All the computer speak programming stuff, it was about 10 inches long.
You did write this too, "Someone wanting to keep his mind "clean" - ha, what's that???" LOL.
Manly, Thanks for coming and punning.
I'm taking notes RB! You can put things into words that I only dream of saying! Although I doubt 'Hallmark' has a category for them in their card selection. Their loss. I enjoy your writing!
RandyB...glad you bring the humor and wit right along with your "explosive" details to your poems...I was thinking that I might pun too much on previous comments...
Candie V - Thank you soooo much.
Manly if I ever write a serious piece of art you can hold your pun then, for now the more the merrier.
Very descriptive , Randy, hahum, in every sense of the word.
Does anyone else have these battles with themselves. The good and the not so?
Often, though I'm happy to say, the good has been winning lately. Yet the battle rages on...
Nice work, RB. You've certainly got a talent with words.
Well thank you J. Although I'm not sure what side to root for.
Let me guess, you assaulted your husband again? :D
I love the dialog style of this, original, and dare I say...HOT!
Trooper, when did I assault him the first time?
BC, busy holiday weekend for sure.
Metaphorically speaking, I.E. attack with the intent of love, not harm.
Ohhhhh. Ya, read "Long Time Coming."
'scuse me. Oh, nothin. This? No, it's not gasoline. Honest.
Really NT, I don't think I need any more fuel. It's hot in here already.
You need a book, Missbehaves in a Randy-like manner. I truly enjoyed this, thanks for sharing it with us!
Ixxy, what would I do with a book?
Thank you, "Art." :)
This is one of my alltime favorites from you....I see you through the flames.....you should add the Doors song "FIRE" as the background music to this one.
Blue, Your favorite really? I'd think lollipop was more your style.
The "come on baby light my fire," one?
I like the inner battle that waged between the fire that smolders and fire that scorches. Great poem! Thanks for sharing :D
Thanks Cris, I wrote this one on my lap with my feet on the fire ring. I really did almost let that damn fire go out. I get so lost in my own head sometimes.
I liked it alot
can't you just look at a fire and let it be a fire
no because that would be a waste of a good fire
good game RB
Why thank you J. I bet fires aren't just fires to you either, nor trees, trees, nor beaches, beaches.
What about lollipops?.....can a sucker just be a sucker....and is a cigar just a cigar?
Not in my metaphoric mind they can't. So was I right Blue, was Lollipop your real favorite, over this poem?
.....I like all your work. Can't decide....I'll have to read them over just one more time :-)
Blue it doesn't look like you read Covet.
nms 3 years ago
really nice one