Diamonds

I braved the flame 

of your love 

even burning with it

  consumed in instant

combustion as your

words; those bright sparks 

  fueled my gullibility

and fooled me into loving you

 but oh, my love..

 now you're just a flickering candle

 that was long ago

 burned out to the

winds of time 

as my eyes see through 

your cloud of smoke

realizing I'm renewed

with sparkling thoughts

and the odds of tapering 

my heart to your favor

has died aside your tears

   

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Where there is smoke there is fire...but sometimes it is just a fire that ends up burning us out on someone.
love the imagery here.
works so well with the theme.
I feel that little flickering that is the very small flame still burning in my heart...
j.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Jacob; for your
kind review..i so appreciate;

[Richard Knox]

This is a wonderful poem that leaves me sad and angry and wistful, all at the same time. Nicely done!

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Richard
ever so much appreciated

[duff]

Memories flickering with a chance either way daunting. Which way do you wander? Lean with your gut or bail. A very enjoyable read. Read it multiple times.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks duff ..she bailed
love is a mean 4 letter word
well at least sometimes ..
read moreThanks duff ..she bailed
love is a mean 4 letter word
well at least sometimes ..
I appreciate your review🌷

[duff]

You are welcome.

[Chris Shaw]

Another read dear Fran. Well worth the visit I might add. That last stanza tells the reader, there is a little light aftercsime darkness. Time softens. Hope you are keeping well.

Chris

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Chris for re reading
this one and yes all is well
some writers block but
hope to be posting some new
ones soon...😊

[Chris Shaw]

Look forward to that and please forgive the typos. A small phone screen is not the best for my eyes:)

[Fran Marie]

No worries..me too
small phone only
to post my work

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Things sometimes burn out with no fuel left to feed the flame. We learned in safety class that fire needs three things; a source of ignition, fuel and oxygen. Just because you have the spark or had it doesn't guarantee a blazing inferno. You've got to have fuel to burn and space to breathe. Of course, sometimes. things don't get burnt up completely right away and you might get charcoal which is slow burning and hotter than the rest. But if we cry in the flames, it's just no good for anyone, all that soggy smoke. I really enjoyed reading this. F.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Fabian. for the kind
review..glad you enjoyed🌷

[Robert Haigh]

Old loves never really die. We may say that no love remains, and the bad memories sometimes outweigh the good, but a spark usually remains lit - even if only a tiny one. I'm sure many readers will be able to identify with this poem!

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Robert🌷
much appreciated

[Betty Hermelee]

I braved your love, down to a flickering candle. I realize now that I was gullible; that I fell for you, the wrong passion; Now I realize that you were all smoke, nothing real and truthful to me; I know that we had no future, even though at one time there may have been a spark, but now it is up in a sea of clouds.
Love this, much to think about.
Best, B

[Fran Marie]

Thank you Betty for
your lovely review; I so appreciate💙

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome!

[Pete]

diamonds - a girl's friend best friend but also vulnerable to being stolen. that smoke is sending a signal and it ain't come hither ... :)

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Pete..diamonds yes a girls best friend Marilyn Monroe thought so haha
i appreciate your review:

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Fran that flame can burn so fiercely, blaze so brightly. Wonderful imagery here. Sadly it doesn't always last, though the memory can bring it briefly back to life. So well conveyed.

Chris.

[Fran Marie]

many thanks dear Chris
I s o appreciate your kind words;

[Laz K.]

If you read my latest poem titled "Reborn," you might think I plagiarized yours. The images we both used are eerily similar; I guess the experiences we had are similar, too. So, all I can say is that I can relate to these lines, and of course, I didn't plagiarize. :)

[Fran Marie]

Hi Laz..i just went to read your new
poem ..poets write similar pieces yet
totally different in their own style .
.i know you never plagiarized my
poem here ..i would say perhaps
we were on familiar wavelengths
Thanks for the friend request I
look forward to reading your writings