"The Call of Fire"

"The Call of Fire"

A Poem by Thepensiveplayer
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"As it flows, our boat rows"

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As the volcano erupted
it caused the peace to be disrupted
People were forced to make quick choices
amidst the screams of their loud voices

As the lava trickled down the mountain
the heart-beats increased in counting
As folks struggled to escape
they saw their melted landscape

Everyone reached the boat with charred hands
while they planned a home in a new land

© 2018 Thepensiveplayer


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Though we don't all live in the shadow of an active volcano, this piece is still deeply relatable. We all hear that "call of fire" at one time or another; that call to pick up the broken, charred and melted pieces of our lives, pack them up, and hit the road in search of new horizons. In some way we all see that melted landscape behind us, full of our mistakes and imperfections, hardships and hard luck. We can keep our hands clean and run in fear, or get them dirty addressing the trouble head-on and moving forward, gleaning insight and learning from our plight. Next time don't settle underneath a volcano:P

That being said, sometimes it's easier said than done, as you write, we are "forced to make quick choices". Sometimes we don't have the luxury of time to analyze what went wrong. But the sentiment remains, pick yourself up in positivity and keep going like the people in your poem "plann[ing] a home in a new land".

I liked the depth of this poem as it had a clear story to tell, but a message to read into, not unlike a parable. Wonderful title also. Nicely done, thanks for sharing!

Hailey

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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A delightful poem on how the forces of nature shape mankind's destiny. Great rhyming and wording too. I love the hope that shines through...

Posted 4 Years Ago


Though we don't all live in the shadow of an active volcano, this piece is still deeply relatable. We all hear that "call of fire" at one time or another; that call to pick up the broken, charred and melted pieces of our lives, pack them up, and hit the road in search of new horizons. In some way we all see that melted landscape behind us, full of our mistakes and imperfections, hardships and hard luck. We can keep our hands clean and run in fear, or get them dirty addressing the trouble head-on and moving forward, gleaning insight and learning from our plight. Next time don't settle underneath a volcano:P

That being said, sometimes it's easier said than done, as you write, we are "forced to make quick choices". Sometimes we don't have the luxury of time to analyze what went wrong. But the sentiment remains, pick yourself up in positivity and keep going like the people in your poem "plann[ing] a home in a new land".

I liked the depth of this poem as it had a clear story to tell, but a message to read into, not unlike a parable. Wonderful title also. Nicely done, thanks for sharing!

Hailey

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on January 24, 2018
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Harvey, LA



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My name is Corey Johnson and I enjoy writing poems to apply growth to myself. I've always wondered," what constitutes a good life in this world?" "Should a person conform to society's expectations or .. more..

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