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Flames and Cinder

Suspended in viscose elixir
Tormented by time
Recounted, the past assaults me
Watching in rewind

All the hurt and shame, a fire
In which, I’m now consumed
All the demons, from their graves
Expeditiously exhumed

Hand in hand, this haunted dance
Stillness, early morning hours
Secret ghosts I kept recluse
Begin to bloom like wild flowers

Sullen rains extinguished flames
Cinders of a life that burned
Through this blanket of grey ash
Tender green of life returns

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Structured: Western
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and the Phoenix rises from the ashes... and verdant green spreads new growth. I love this poem!

*love, Cat

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that grow in the ashes of the fires of wild dreams that have burned brightly, but without promise. Now, the promise is a fire that will produce a steady heat for longer time, rather than one that peaks quickly and is gone before the chill. Good luck, my friend. ~ Geez.
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