'Why three lighters do I keep', thats was one nice, old-fashioned twist of word order while refering to contemporary materials.
'From ashes still it arouse … Phoenix is my vain'
-Pain does not just disappear, it burns and is reserructed upon remembering.
Personally, I love the light of a lighter in the night. The way it slowly brings life to the tip of a tobacco roll. A very interesting read about hurt and overcoming. Keep it up.
Great poem, more like a shortened story that is twisted and covered with your words :O :) I like the very last line :) It makes me wonder, you can never play with fire and never once get burned :)
Beth :3
I enjoyed this. It was enigmatic, and while outwardly simple it seemed to ponder profound truths... I like the symbolism, it's cryptic enough that the answer isn't immediately obvious. Well done.
'Why three lighters do I keep', thats was one nice, old-fashioned twist of word order while refering to contemporary materials.
'From ashes still it arouse … Phoenix is my vain'
-Pain does not just disappear, it burns and is reserructed upon remembering.
Personally, I love the light of a lighter in the night. The way it slowly brings life to the tip of a tobacco roll. A very interesting read about hurt and overcoming. Keep it up.
I like the logic in the poem. Could to have poetry that open the doors to questions that don't have answers. I like the story in the poem and the very good ending to the outstanding poem.
Coyote
I like this. It's so descriptive and it's wonderful I just don't know how to say it. But this poem is fantastic. This is lovely I just love it it's going in my favorites!