Ashes and EmbersA Poem by Michael Leon Wilson
Life is an inferno
One that burns bright and is presumably sempiternal A fire made by many embers As each one of us fade to ashes More tinder catches We blaze on wild and reckless Some burn brighter than others Some ignight the night with light While others fight to not be extinguished Upon the flame the ashes float Upon this earth we for a coat And cover coast to coast We fly high, we float upon boats. If it's ashes to ashes and dust to dust by definition we ride the cusp Of existence and transition always moving changing exchanging position. The smoke will rise and choke the skies but before our fire dies will you listen? To survive we are given an impossible mission, not to offer suppression to the hearth . The heart the center, To build it splinter by splinter Else our inferno fall to nothing but ashes and embers. © 2019 Michael Leon Wilson |
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Added on January 18, 2019 Last Updated on January 18, 2019 AuthorMichael Leon Wilsonjacksonville, FLAboutI'm sick with frantic rhymes that can be dark, morbid , scary sensual or just plain strange. What makes me different is I write about anything, with no filter. more..Writing
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