Tag Archives: Fire

LIFE CAN’T BE TRAPPED IN A BOTTLE

Sometimes it needs to be said (or at least thought) that life can’t be trapped in a bottle and kept for admiring, like those little ships people build, that will stay ever there to fuel dreams and egos in deep … Continue reading

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PAIN: THE BUMMER AND THE UP-AND-COMER

Pain. It’s hard to name it anything except a bummer. But, you wish you will be worth your self and name. . . Therefore, you let the fact of how it hurts become your friend to teach you better means … Continue reading

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WHERE THERE’S FIRE

When there is fire, sound alarms! But if the fire lacks of luster, Hear ye, beware!– You’d best take care lest your pretty siren song with time, should come to lose its charms. And the action that you hoped and … Continue reading

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DEEP LIGHT

Deep need not be dark. Inside it’s bright. I am, thou art A fire of love and light.

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THE FIRE OF LIFE

When you want the light and warmth, but gray-black smoke to billow up and forth, where it will rise away from you, Proceed, with care, to stoke the fire and build it up with ample force, but keep your mind … Continue reading

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RAISE PERISCOPE, OR ELSE, BOB HEAD

Raise periscope, or, if you find you’re growing hope, leave safe walls of sub behind, for a cool dive, and instead, bob head. Swing your sight from left to right, and far (and near) and wide, survey above the surface, … Continue reading

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PERHAPS I’VE STRUCK A NERVE

I must remember that a nerve splays into many tiny branches. So maybe it might be all right, according to my hunches, that there’s one mere ember of my fire still lighting this same, once-straight path, though it be hard … Continue reading

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