Warmed up

Because it's a revamp of a piece I penned 15 years back.

Hope waits for the wick

to kiss the blast 

over the taper.

Firestorm breathes

and tears come out

of qualm. 

Reviews

[Ken e Bujold]

damn this is good. 20 words packed with dynamite

[moog-drika]

Thank you so much. Means a lot.

[duff]

Its visually and emotionally startling. A fire burns internally and an explosion of relief follows the aftermath. Nice work.

[moog-drika]

Whoa. That describes my thoughts even better. How did you do it?
Thanks a lot.

[light and ashes]

Slightly how I feel in this moment, excellent work.

[moog-drika]

Likewise. :'D
Thanks a bunch.

[light and ashes]

Lol ok you're welcome

[Sami Khalil]

I'm warming up to good poetry like this one. I might melt though...

[moog-drika]

Thanks a bunch for the comment.
Be prepared to melt again cause I may light up more visions.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! You are welcome.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

damn, you are good, moog...
this is a firestorm of visuality in a perfectly succinct piece.
j.

[moog-drika]

Tried to throw a tiny but loud bomb. Guess I succeeded. Thank you so much.

[Chris Shaw]

Hope will always be a lighted candle for me. A glimpse of light in the darkness. Nice piece of brevity.

Chris

[moog-drika]

So true. Hope has something that can make you go unlimited miles. And the living proof is my father. He stays positive even in the worst situation.
Thanks so much for your feedback. *Hearts*