Poems about Fire
#fire
Beauty and danger, poems about fire use flames and fire as inspiration, warmth, fantasy and metaphor in poetry.
Fire Alarm Frenzy
3:10am
Got woke up out of a not so semi-dead sleep
That unforgiving hellish sound
In under ninety seconds I was dressed
Took my Synthroid
Stopped in the bathroom
Grabbed my purse
(I’ve always had a fire alarm plan)
Called my friend on the second floor to check on him
(he was already outside, went out for a cigarette before the alarms went off)
And re-lived the unthinkable
My Aunt’s death in her apartment in the middle of the night when I was a child as she was on the phone with her fiancé because somehow a lit cigarette got...
Got woke up out of a not so semi-dead sleep
That unforgiving hellish sound
In under ninety seconds I was dressed
Took my Synthroid
Stopped in the bathroom
Grabbed my purse
(I’ve always had a fire alarm plan)
Called my friend on the second floor to check on him
(he was already outside, went out for a cigarette before the alarms went off)
And re-lived the unthinkable
My Aunt’s death in her apartment in the middle of the night when I was a child as she was on the phone with her fiancé because somehow a lit cigarette got...
#anxiety
#fire
#PTSD #fear
#PTSD #fear
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Unto The World We Give (Faith-COTS)
The North we give unto you the Fire
The South we give unto you the Sea
The East we give unto the Earth
The West we give unto you Air
To the temple of the Sun that radiates upon humanity of the world
Tell us why humans allow violence from the hearts instead of love from mortal minds to unfurl
Do you not see, can you not comprehend the codes given from the skies
The enigma to longevity is not found in a Holy Book used to place a hand upon and then confess out the mouth concealed lies
A burning...
The South we give unto you the Sea
The East we give unto the Earth
The West we give unto you Air
To the temple of the Sun that radiates upon humanity of the world
Tell us why humans allow violence from the hearts instead of love from mortal minds to unfurl
Do you not see, can you not comprehend the codes given from the skies
The enigma to longevity is not found in a Holy Book used to place a hand upon and then confess out the mouth concealed lies
A burning...
#sun
#fire
#water
#spiritual
#wisdom
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Winter Queen
Winter white of my Queen’s desire the hunter of the night has come. She nods to me to let him in, and I desire nothing more. Upon his back he carries the skins and bones of coyote hunted in the darkness of the forest pines, while the bear is left to sleep beneath the stones and roots, intertwined. He lays them upon the alter along with many dried, white petals of datura blossoms and sets them to flames of orange. Their calming scent so tenderly seductive but without any warmth in winter’s crisp, cool air. I breathe in deeply, hoping she is unaware of the dreams the smoke and flames whisper to...
#love
#winter
#fire
#prose
#WritingPoetry
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Firefly
In the pale light of a world gone cold,
only the light from the firefly foretold
that there was still beauty to be found,
all you had to do was look around.
The painful scars of mistakes she did bear
wearing them likes lights to share,
showing the world you can survive the fall
if only you choose to stand tall.
Pen to paper was her way of taking flight,
on her sacred mission to light the night,
never knowing just how far her words go
or who's heart she may show
how to light it's flame once again.
Oh sweet little firefly burning...
only the light from the firefly foretold
that there was still beauty to be found,
all you had to do was look around.
The painful scars of mistakes she did bear
wearing them likes lights to share,
showing the world you can survive the fall
if only you choose to stand tall.
Pen to paper was her way of taking flight,
on her sacred mission to light the night,
never knowing just how far her words go
or who's heart she may show
how to light it's flame once again.
Oh sweet little firefly burning...
#hope
#dark
#fire
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the pile/the pyre
Matchbox mantra
got me in a house of glass
Throwing stones at the birds
as they drone
and drone
They go by
Alfred Hitchcock
dark clouds in the sky
Looking like a bad night
For the bones
in my body to jump out
and dance around the fire
More meat for the pyre
And I want out right
Right
NOW
got me in a house of glass
Throwing stones at the birds
as they drone
and drone
They go by
Alfred Hitchcock
dark clouds in the sky
Looking like a bad night
For the bones
in my body to jump out
and dance around the fire
More meat for the pyre
And I want out right
Right
NOW
#fire
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The Reigns Of Sun (Nostradamus-Purple Candle)
Is it true what they say
I bow to the elements of the earth, as I kneel to pray
Goodness always finishes last
Even a rainbow after the rain is known to diminish after the overcast
The insignia of the sky a gift from the Creator to you
The oath of its arched purpose rooted in the colors of its truth
A beautiful world, entanglement of wars, corruption, accepted by manmade political views
Can I take off my shoes and run through the flowers
Knowing each stem I see, each...
I bow to the elements of the earth, as I kneel to pray
Goodness always finishes last
Even a rainbow after the rain is known to diminish after the overcast
The insignia of the sky a gift from the Creator to you
The oath of its arched purpose rooted in the colors of its truth
A beautiful world, entanglement of wars, corruption, accepted by manmade political views
Can I take off my shoes and run through the flowers
Knowing each stem I see, each...
#sun
#moon
#fire
#faith
#spiritual
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Cabin
You
have marble eyes that glaze,
I glazed mine too,
last Sunday,
and the time before that
when I was at war with myself.
You extend them,
lick
around my outside until I am bound
to that necessity,
the absolute orchestral insistence in your face.
I'd lay every time,
arch the spine,
lift
until ribcage is an instrument to play
until
the sky forgets
there was ever sunlight,
until I am surrounded by pine and woodsmoke,
axe outside,
body unwinding
until we awake, ...
have marble eyes that glaze,
I glazed mine too,
last Sunday,
and the time before that
when I was at war with myself.
You extend them,
lick
around my outside until I am bound
to that necessity,
the absolute orchestral insistence in your face.
I'd lay every time,
arch the spine,
lift
until ribcage is an instrument to play
until
the sky forgets
there was ever sunlight,
until I am surrounded by pine and woodsmoke,
axe outside,
body unwinding
until we awake, ...
#trees
#fire
#nature
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The Soft Orator To Uplift Man’s Dynasty (Earth, Water, Air, Fire)
To the man of the sunlight by the stars his trek upon beds of sand throughout the beginning of time
A mighty presence rooted by the seeds of his lineage sitting on the throne in the majestic skies
Look beyond the golden field of dreams, close your eyes
Walk among the clouds and translate upon your ordained scrolls from the cosmic energy orbiting in the stratosphere, and engrave the identity of man’s creation, from Heaven to the incoming tides
Let your discourse be the insignia behind the purpose of your pineal gland awakened by your third eye
A soft murmur and a...
A mighty presence rooted by the seeds of his lineage sitting on the throne in the majestic skies
Look beyond the golden field of dreams, close your eyes
Walk among the clouds and translate upon your ordained scrolls from the cosmic energy orbiting in the stratosphere, and engrave the identity of man’s creation, from Heaven to the incoming tides
Let your discourse be the insignia behind the purpose of your pineal gland awakened by your third eye
A soft murmur and a...
#earth
#sun
#fire
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
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Glass Blown Anger
People don't see the sadness
Hidden within this rage of mine
Glass heart glowing white hot in the flame
Spinning just to keep myself upright
Behind this mental wall of flame and anger
The fire in my eyes evaporates the tears
No one wants to get close to look through
They love me I know but they can't see
They can't seem to see what's wrong in me
I learned so very long ago to hide here
But I'm struggling with this loneliness
Even when I try to explain my heartache
That this molten pain cools to glass fragility
It always...
Hidden within this rage of mine
Glass heart glowing white hot in the flame
Spinning just to keep myself upright
Behind this mental wall of flame and anger
The fire in my eyes evaporates the tears
No one wants to get close to look through
They love me I know but they can't see
They can't seem to see what's wrong in me
I learned so very long ago to hide here
But I'm struggling with this loneliness
Even when I try to explain my heartache
That this molten pain cools to glass fragility
It always...
#anger
#strength
#relationships
#heartbroken
#fire
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Time To Relax
The glow of the fire,
flames melting into the wood,
crackling and flickering,
the warmth feels so good.
Kick off your shoes,
and relax for a while,
forget about the day,
just breathe easy and smile.
The weekend is here,
it’s time to have fun,
enjoy this crazy Idaho weather,
and hopefully we’ll see some sun!
flames melting into the wood,
crackling and flickering,
the warmth feels so good.
Kick off your shoes,
and relax for a while,
forget about the day,
just breathe easy and smile.
The weekend is here,
it’s time to have fun,
enjoy this crazy Idaho weather,
and hopefully we’ll see some sun!
#happiness
#sun
#fall
#fire
#nature
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open hearth
the windows
sparkled
with life
from
the startled
waves
that leapt
from
the open
hearth,
the solitary
cries
of the cold
wind
never entered
the thoughts
of
the farmer's
night..
sparkled
with life
from
the startled
waves
that leapt
from
the open
hearth,
the solitary
cries
of the cold
wind
never entered
the thoughts
of
the farmer's
night..
#countryside
#storm
#night
#fire
#wind
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Niceties.
Neck-snapped niceties
foaming from the mouth on a Friday night
all alone
and again
There's clear witnesses to the
big car wreck but
nobodies talking anytime soon
No news is good news.
Nobody saw shit again
Arrest myself and go right back to bed.
A relationship seems so far fucking fetched
We're worried about this or that
with no end
to the end
of the
end of it
And we sit around and bitch together.
In fits
We much less deserve the time
we're entitled to
Hula...
foaming from the mouth on a Friday night
all alone
and again
There's clear witnesses to the
big car wreck but
nobodies talking anytime soon
No news is good news.
Nobody saw shit again
Arrest myself and go right back to bed.
A relationship seems so far fucking fetched
We're worried about this or that
with no end
to the end
of the
end of it
And we sit around and bitch together.
In fits
We much less deserve the time
we're entitled to
Hula...
#breakup
#fire
#FirstLove
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