These are the signs of an unextinguished fire—
grey smoke plumes from a distant hillside
dervishes tremble like a hot-air mirage
subterranean rumble from an old volcano's throat
slow heart beats in a humpback whale's breast
saints hover above sun-baked desolation
red coals stare from a coat of white ash
lover's glances meet like sparks among sawdust
silver moon mirrors the solar inferno.
Burn, burn, burn, spinning world
burn, unextinguished fires.
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Thursday, July 15, 2010
Unextinguished Fire
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19 comments:
Every line an exquisite picture. Are you sure you are not a poet? :-)
ahh this was an incantation
Ooo....exotic like a dervish! Tasty.
the white ash...that take a hot flame...nice..bkm
a cyclone of words....wow
Images twirl like the dervishes! A spinning welter of exotic images! Beautiful!
Wow! Really nice!
Wow, really loved...
silver moon mirrors the solar inferno
That something as soft as moonbeams dare challenge the raging sun? Simply marvellous!
This stirred some kind of ancient urgings. I love it.
Not all fires are destructive, indeed.
Very evocative, Tiel!
Like words of magic. And everything will burn, burn, burn. :)
beautiful lines! loved it
Superb - powerfully earthy. BTW I'm truly enjoying 'Illuminations from Inside' - thank you!
This has a real beat..like a chant..very good!
a wonderful verse...great imagery...i hope to burn bright until ash
Well-summarized ! Very powerful, and great imagery!
Especially loved the line that speaks of the throaty rumble of a volcano..
Beautiful !!!
you've have painted a canvas filled with wonderfully deep words!
lovely words.
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