very thought-provoking. fire is a great metaphor for how we approach the world. it can be beautiful, useful, but also dangerous. such is life. i truly appreciate the honesty here. i feel like the persona has difficulty trusting themselves, or lack the knowledge on how to overcome hurt. i know many are in this situation. this is real as it gets, the imagery, allegory, were well utilised to explore a very taboo topic: one's hurt.
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Good day Ern, I hope things have been well for you, thank you for the review.
I know it's cryptic but, Dave, you know what they say about true love. If it's true, it does not hurt. It does not betray. But it is totally your decision. I agree it's so difficult to come near to the fire again once you get burned. Try to keep an open mind, love. Beautiful comparison to the devastation of both.
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Thank you Glenda, life is weird.
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@Dave W. I wish I knew more. Are you cynical? Is that a cynical smile? Or just guarded...
If you ever feel like you can trust me enough to talk, I am here, buddy. I mean that for real. Click.. read moreIf you ever feel like you can trust me enough to talk, I am here, buddy. I mean that for real. Click my email. I'm a good listener and confidente.
This is really good, I liked the entirety of the poem, it spoke deeply. Looking forward to reading more from you! —M
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Absolutely, I have a bunch, I love writing from the heart and the deep emotions that life can bring,.. read moreAbsolutely, I have a bunch, I love writing from the heart and the deep emotions that life can bring, thank you for the friend request.
I agree Dave.
"Sure it gives life and light,
sure by its light I can see love one's smiling faces. "
The above lines. We must seek again. But a heart broken heart and mind. Need time to gather strength. Powerful and worthwhile words for love.
Coyote
i see contrast in the line where the fire is chilled, it's ironic that the fire which we shall crave for
also hots, everything as their sides, both good and bad. a fine poem