The Phoenix

Do not admire me
For I had no choice
Do not envy me
For you know not what you seek

Measure what you think of as tribulation
Against the lingering death of a soul
There is no glamour in rebirth
For no one mourns, save the death of the flesh

Behold the empty funeral
My eulogy is not spoken, but engraved in ash
The fire seeks my destruction
But it becomes my redemption

There is no comforting dirge to be heard
Only my screams of agony break the silence
I burned in sorrow...alone
Yet you engrave my image upon your flesh

It is through anguish I am reborn
And become a new creature
Now, cast away your imitations
And behold the Phoenix

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the story and the good use of description.
"It is through anguish I am reborn
And become a new creature
Now, cast away your imitations
And behold the Phoenix"
I liked the above lines. Honest and direct. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Lavi]

Sad but then the last lines gave me a resonating "Rise Up" like a Phoenix tone. It could just be me but I really enjoyed reading this. Thanks for sharing.

[Jesse Booker]

Thank you;

[WillaDanvers]

This is beautifully written Jesse. Powerful language, and emotion well written into these words.

[Jesse Booker]

Thank you very much!

[Jade]

i like your third stanza, this is really good, full of feelings

[Philip Muls]

Majestic writing style. And behold the Phoenix...very powerful. Redemption through fire.

Love it.

[Nisreen]

I love how you take the reader through this quiet train of thought
A rebirth that is mourned

challenging this notion that all forms of rebirth are a celebration
some aren't

[Emily]

'Behold the empty funeral '

Love this line!
Keep o writing!

[Unknown Poet]

So beautifully written...
Very powerfully sculptured poem with intensified words....

[Shawna]

This piece really makes the reader think about the Phoenix in a new way. Beautifully written and powerful imagery. Great job, as always :)