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Je sui la fille en feu
The embers have long gone cold.
I draw lines on the ashes -
Shapes and words -
While shivering
Under spiraling starry skies -
In the distance,
A gunshot.
What do I know of fire, of heat?
Of this stupid heart that beats -
Stubborn -
In the empty shell frozen in time.
The night goes on and daylight comes.
You come and go.
I stand and wait...beg and pray.
I crumble in tears as memories run -
White innocence, picking petals, and sun.
Trees, the river.
The thick blankets of home on a
Breathtaking storm
As rain pounds on the roof -
And I
Sit here,
In the now,
Waiting for lightning.
It came out of nowhere.
The ice and fire blending in this body,
It is my lightning.
The shocking shot that has me moving.
It is building.
Not just a fire in my chest, in my belly.
It is in these veins -
Coursing through.
The heart now beats fire,
Spreads white hot,
Gradual.
As it remembers how flames consumed me before,
Bursting,
Breaking me and my witchy ways.
The wind has blown away my scribbles.
I come from the ash,
I've been lit by the storm.
Je sui la fille en feu.
Art: "Elements - Fire" by Cassiopeia Art
I can't choose.
Rock: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZoK63Bk7pgw
Acoustic: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-1pCOR9Rv9M
Note: Thank you, DU, for being a part of and nurturing this flame.
I draw lines on the ashes -
Shapes and words -
While shivering
Under spiraling starry skies -
In the distance,
A gunshot.
What do I know of fire, of heat?
Of this stupid heart that beats -
Stubborn -
In the empty shell frozen in time.
The night goes on and daylight comes.
You come and go.
I stand and wait...beg and pray.
I crumble in tears as memories run -
White innocence, picking petals, and sun.
Trees, the river.
The thick blankets of home on a
Breathtaking storm
As rain pounds on the roof -
And I
Sit here,
In the now,
Waiting for lightning.
It came out of nowhere.
The ice and fire blending in this body,
It is my lightning.
The shocking shot that has me moving.
It is building.
Not just a fire in my chest, in my belly.
It is in these veins -
Coursing through.
The heart now beats fire,
Spreads white hot,
Gradual.
As it remembers how flames consumed me before,
Bursting,
Breaking me and my witchy ways.
The wind has blown away my scribbles.
I come from the ash,
I've been lit by the storm.
Je sui la fille en feu.
Art: "Elements - Fire" by Cassiopeia Art
I can't choose.
Rock: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZoK63Bk7pgw
Acoustic: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-1pCOR9Rv9M
Note: Thank you, DU, for being a part of and nurturing this flame.
Published 20th Jan 2017
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20th Jan 2017 5:59pm
29th Jan 2017 2:52pm
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20th Jan 2017 11:06pm
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29th Jan 2017 2:53pm
Thank you, Boian. I'm glad you loved this; it's my favorite line. :)
21st Jan 2017 8:42am
29th Jan 2017 2:54pm
21st Jan 2017 4:06pm
Breathtakingly beautiful...
"It came out of nowhere.
The ice and fire blending in this body,
It is my lightning" > love these lines, it reads like a transformation!
Amazing write, dear (love the title)
"It came out of nowhere.
The ice and fire blending in this body,
It is my lightning" > love these lines, it reads like a transformation!
Amazing write, dear (love the title)
29th Jan 2017 2:57pm
A transformation is exactly what I hoped this would be. :) Thanks, Duende! (The title...I don't speak French, but I watch Epic Rap Battles of History(which probably makes me a nerd) on YouTube, and Jeanne D'Arc is badass. ;) )
21st Jan 2017 4:42pm
23rd Jan 2017 4:41am
wildfire, in the way your poem blazes
& your poet's heart;
carry the fire, C., light up the night...
& your poet's heart;
carry the fire, C., light up the night...
25th Jan 2017 4:17pm
29th Jan 2017 3:01pm
Thank you, JusTim_. :) I'm happy you enjoyed it. Thanks for the RL add as well! tpd
