Chase Fire Poems

Our wishes climb
on snowflakes,
reaching for distant stars—
my frozen breath
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The glow
in her eyes…
I watch the sun fall
into distant lands
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In a candlelit forest
I sketch the faces
of ancient trees...
my brand-new notebook
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winter burial
the resurrection
of old photos
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fortune teller...
the lights of a distant train
shimmer on the rails
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miscarriage...
the dark space between
a crescent's points
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on our first date
we search the sky
for UFOs—
this flicker of light
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fireflies swirl
in the old mason jar
between my hands
the silence inside
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I see myself in her,
yet, she is nothing but stone
at the bottom of a dark well
in the rain
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In a blooming garden
old gnomes tinker
with the broken mechanisms
of a dead man’s pocket watch…
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