I am fascinated by hot and cold. Fire and ice. Sensations of heat, be it physical, emotional or spiritual. New love relationships with all the drama, new jobs, new interests, new toys, new friends, etc. That would be the fire that eventually can stay warm, go cold, freeze in time, disappear or become ordinary.
Embers
entombed
hiding the heat
the seduction
fooling barefooted
minds passing by
the decoy,
bewitched illusions,
an alluring fire,
provacatively spiraling
hissing and zig zagging
out of control
eventually
cauterized into cindery
cool day to day,
routines,
predictable cremains
A safe rune
of secrets and
gray ashes
lifted away
by
ordinary breezes
2010 Rozanna Landavazo
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I have felt it all. Again.
ReplyDeleteIt has new meaning everytime I read it.
ReplyDeleteLove the choice of words.