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Such a great Thursday.
Hello everyone! A late post, unfortunately. This poem is part of another short series. Flame Vision. Cinders dance around a fire. Dancing, dancing bright. Little sparks are like desires– ever-burning...
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The blazing innocence inherent
Fire isn’t evil by nature, it is a joyous child innocent. Only wishing to feed, it kicks up its heels and enjoys the world–leaving behind a tangle morass of destruction. Fire is much like some...
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Fuel to warm you
It’s cold. Not as cold as it can be, or will get but cold all the same. Let this be the fuel that warms you up. Wood Fire Once a fire burns it wants to fill its face it smells the scent of food and...
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A dream to keep you toasty…
There are many childhood memories to hold onto. One of mine is of sitting around a campfire enjoying the splendor of its blaze. Written in the glow are words of things not thought of. Amazing–and...
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Within your heart beats the will to live forever.
There are many times when we would love to be immortal. That one moment when you smell fear on yourself more than any other. That is the time you want it most. But we aren’t immortal. And, happily,...
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It’s so good to be warned.
Terrible things happen every day. They aren’t super natural or even strange. They are part of what can normally transpire. But they are horrible, all the same. Can’t it be considered a great thing when...
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Not Arson, Happy Blaze
There is fun to be had with fire just watching it enjoy its meal. Happy Blaze Fires are always dancing they skip and click their heels they spin and sway the whole night away they never hold in squeals...
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Bear forth fire.
It starts small, but it can grow quickly. You just have to feed it. Kindled Blaze fire sparks and jumps about burning bright but dying out feed it, feed it let it gorge then let the mighty flames roar...
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A Blazing Beginning
What do you think she sees in us? Fire Born writhing flames all living blaze a shamble step now, smoothing way living fire that walks along a mind inside dancing on Such a bright blaze. Have a great...
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