JUDGE A FLAME BY IT'S MOTH

JUDGE A FLAME BY IT'S MOTH

A Poem by penchantpoet
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love poem

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A frantic flapping of wings,
feelers flexing -
body pressed sensuously
against a cold unyielding pane,
feet cloying repeatedly,
 endlessly...
             in vain.
 
 Flame -
austerely ascending
to a pinnacle of yellow
now orange light,
cascading down
in shadows of
blueish-grey
            vermillion.
 
I,
on this side
of a vast blue ocean
leaning, passionately meaning 
to burn by you again. 
Saved - by a dead sea -
this too unyielding pain
                      of light.
 
 
You,
striving ever higher
to an ascending spiritual plataeu,
untouched -
by this same fire
that feeds your eternal flame -
the one I so
                     desire...
 
PP Sept. '10
 
 
 

© 2010 penchantpoet


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penchantpoet
penchantpoet

CAPE TOWN, South Africa



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