Poems about Fire
#fire
Beauty and danger, poems about fire use flames and fire as inspiration, warmth, fantasy and metaphor in poetry.
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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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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Colorful ~ Senyru
Even the bluest
Blue isn't deep enough to
Describe this feeling,
Feeling out of times
Times of hopeful burgundies
Scarlet love affairs,
Affairs sienna
Aftermath of crimson flames
Leaving embers burnt
Down to umber grounds
Deepening loves eternal
Braziers yellow glow.
Go slow into mauve
Pinks productive songs,
Sing violet tunes.
Indigo those eyes
Transmuted by night sky hues
Sparkling with knowing.
Blue isn't deep enough to
Describe this feeling,
Feeling out of times
Times of hopeful burgundies
Scarlet love affairs,
Affairs sienna
Aftermath of crimson flames
Leaving embers burnt
Down to umber grounds
Deepening loves eternal
Braziers yellow glow.
Go slow into mauve
Pinks productive songs,
Sing violet tunes.
Indigo those eyes
Transmuted by night sky hues
Sparkling with knowing.
#love
#loneliness
#stars
#fire
#passion
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Sky...Havoc!
Slowly, and lowly, from the haze,
Waxes the wildfire moon
As an apparition too soon
Hinting at apocalyptic days
In a feverish twilit cloak
Of boldly emerging gibbous gold;
That angel hue so oft foretold
To coincide with death and smoke
And final Armageddon flame...
Bright now that the setting sun
Seizes his day and calls it done
When moonbeams and fire tint the same
In the tragic spectral harmony
Of moonlit air...and burning tree!
Waxes the wildfire moon
As an apparition too soon
Hinting at apocalyptic days
In a feverish twilit cloak
Of boldly emerging gibbous gold;
That angel hue so oft foretold
To coincide with death and smoke
And final Armageddon flame...
Bright now that the setting sun
Seizes his day and calls it done
When moonbeams and fire tint the same
In the tragic spectral harmony
Of moonlit air...and burning tree!
#earth
#forest
#moon
#sky
#fire
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Light That Ignites
(to a lighter)
You’re the extension of me,
The fire I seek,
The augmentation of my imagination
Of what I want others to feel,
You’re the redeemer to my affliction,
The enabler
That makes my fantasies so real.
You’re a god amongst objects,
A deity amid ordinary things,
You create the ardor in my life,
The means to my passions
And the joy that it brings.
You’ve been the key to my happiness,
The sage to my burning rage,
You’ve made my fancies come alive,
And provided fire
To the...
You’re the extension of me,
The fire I seek,
The augmentation of my imagination
Of what I want others to feel,
You’re the redeemer to my affliction,
The enabler
That makes my fantasies so real.
You’re a god amongst objects,
A deity amid ordinary things,
You create the ardor in my life,
The means to my passions
And the joy that it brings.
You’ve been the key to my happiness,
The sage to my burning rage,
You’ve made my fancies come alive,
And provided fire
To the...
#dark
#fire
#temptation
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And they......

#romantic
#erotic
#fire #sensual
#fire #sensual
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The f**kins
Watching river traffic on the Willamette was soothing. Tugboats leading mighty cargo ships. Fireboats with their high-reaching water plumes. Bedecked sailboats with flickering lights during the Christmas season. My favorite boat had a timed sequence of Santa skiing down a hill. All of this was right outside my window or viewed leisurely from my balcony. True, the complex was just starting to go to seed, remodeled some years later as pricey waterfront condos.
It was one of the best places I've ever lived. Close to downtown Portland, across the street from Union Station. From my...
It was one of the best places I've ever lived. Close to downtown Portland, across the street from Union Station. From my...
#anger
#city
#river
#fire
#PowerOfWords
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Szender
Szender
There's a choreography to the collages of light
that cast vermillion red and prussian blue upon your face,
they fall soft, unlike the man, rendered an enemy
by time and booze on a street beyond,
weaving between real estate,
mosaics of cars and bordered up shops.
I wonder if his Mother knows, if she makes a wish,
puts on a brew, requests a text
when he finally gets home or if
he has nowhere else to go
and will sleep snoring on the turn of grass
by the park, shifting under a confused summer
to...
There's a choreography to the collages of light
that cast vermillion red and prussian blue upon your face,
they fall soft, unlike the man, rendered an enemy
by time and booze on a street beyond,
weaving between real estate,
mosaics of cars and bordered up shops.
I wonder if his Mother knows, if she makes a wish,
puts on a brew, requests a text
when he finally gets home or if
he has nowhere else to go
and will sleep snoring on the turn of grass
by the park, shifting under a confused summer
to...
#love
#city
#fire #WritingPoetry
#fire #WritingPoetry
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The Perils Of Chopping Wood
Seeing your shoulders
flex beautiful
with each
crushing blow
activates something primal
I muffle a whine
[really, a growl]
draw a little blood
biting my
bottom lip
tastes like
desperation/anticipation
as I try
like hell
to
keep
my
clothes
on
slowly
senses
percolate
a return
I
look
down
at myself
notice
there's
nothing
but sunshine
sand
and
a telltale
smile
...
flex beautiful
with each
crushing blow
activates something primal
I muffle a whine
[really, a growl]
draw a little blood
biting my
bottom lip
tastes like
desperation/anticipation
as I try
like hell
to
keep
my
clothes
on
slowly
senses
percolate
a return
I
look
down
at myself
notice
there's
nothing
but sunshine
sand
and
a telltale
smile
...
#lust
#sex
#beach
#fire
#temptation
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A Drifting Innuendo
the
moods
didn't exactly
swing this morn
they kinda
drifted through
the pores
of this
artiste
while wafting
across the
shores of
the imagination
a splendid menu
indeed
as she chaperoned me
thru the spread
of...
moods
didn't exactly
swing this morn
they kinda
drifted through
the pores
of this
artiste
while wafting
across the
shores of
the imagination
a splendid menu
indeed
as she chaperoned me
thru the spread
of...
#dreams
#fire
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Elementals
Always so fundamental
every single elemental
in the way they exist
in the way they resist
the dark forces of the day
Defying all in their own way
forged back in ancient times
when alchemy was wedded to rhymes
when poets still knew their true worth
among fire, water, wind and earth
every single elemental
in the way they exist
in the way they resist
the dark forces of the day
Defying all in their own way
forged back in ancient times
when alchemy was wedded to rhymes
when poets still knew their true worth
among fire, water, wind and earth
#earth
#fire
#water
#wind
#nature
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