In Flames
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My thoughts
Dripping fire
As you fan the flames
Of hatred
My words
Smoke
Upon the wind
Lost to the night
Never though
Will I become the wildfire
You desire me to be
Dana
~ Written for dVerse Poets
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very intense. love how you 'played with the fire' here... and i am happy to know you're still making a stand.
ReplyDeletegreat take on the prompt.
Thank you so much! If we don't stand up for ourselves, then who will?
Deletesmiles...like how you bounce fire between passion and anger...sounds like they are only solidifying that with their attitude
ReplyDeleteThanks Brian!
Deleteyou are welcome...i hope your week is going well...
DeleteLovely write, Dana.
ReplyDeleteThanks! I appreciate you stopping by to read!
DeleteWow - know that feeling - sounds to me like you're plenty hot enough. A very interesting evocative poem - thanks. k.
ReplyDeleteHaha... Thank you very much!
DeleteThat last two lines are powerful close ~ Lovely share ~
ReplyDeleteThanks Grace!
Deletetwo very different kinds of fires you connect here...sometimes the line is thin from one to the other... happy sunday to you dana
ReplyDeleteThis reads so very well, and I loved your choice of photo.
ReplyDeleteResisting the fanning winds of hatred is a noble practice. Well done.
ReplyDeleteReally powerful blend of resisting hate and fighting against being silenced ... There's so much going on in this poem, Dana!
ReplyDeleteVery powerful mix of images. Nice!
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