Aria Siren


Last Impression - Poem by Aria Siren

the fire had struck the building with such force
no one whispered about survivors
the windy day blew the flames around
like trick candles on a cake
and on the grimy sidewalk
laid an ember going out
a body charcoaled
the last warmth
bleeding onto the concrete
they lifted the cadaver
and an imprint was left
a slight bending
a hesitant mark
the words leaked from her body
like a dripping ink pen
tattooing the urban trail
and the firefighters wiping their faces
and the tourists snapping at their cameras
all stopped time
to read her inscription
the breath caught on their throats
because sometimes
you are given the opportunity
to remember
even as you fight to forget


Comments about Last Impression by Aria Siren

  • Rookie Alla Simone (2/8/2013 5:12:00 AM)

    This is like a work of art. A masterpiece really. Excellent storytelling makes me feel like I'm there. This poem makes such an impact that you feel as though the events are in slow motion- and then time stops as they 'read her inscription'. And the ending is perfect. Remembering even as you struggle to forget. Relatable. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Aria Siren (2/5/2013 9:07:00 AM)

    Stevie-thanks for the comments :) lots of times my poems have more than one meaning but I will leave the interpretation to the reader. :) Glad you enjoyed. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 6 Points Stevie Taite (1/26/2013 8:43:00 AM)

    Stevie Taite(1/26/2013 8: 37: 00 AM)
    This gave me shivers Aria! Very vivid imagery. Did you mean to kind of make light of the whole incident by likening the fire to candles on a cake. I saw it as a real event that left strange markings on the pavement. But then on closer analysis, and by what is suggested to me in the final four lines, it was all a long metaphor of the death of love or something? Or was it just a much sadder version of seeing the image of Jesus on burnt toast! Clearly I enjoyed it as it made me think! X x

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  • Rookie - 6 Points Stevie Taite (1/26/2013 8:42:00 AM)

    Stevie Taite(1/26/2013 8: 37: 00 AM)
    This gave me shivers Aria! Very vivid imagery. Did you mean to kind of make light of the whole incident by likening the fire to candles on a cake. I saw it as a real event that left strange markings on the pavement. But then on closer analysis, and by what is suggested to me in the final four lines, it was all a long metaphor of the death of love or something? Or was it just a much sadder version of seeing the image of Jesus on burnt toast! Clearly I enjoyed it as it made me think! X x | Delete this message
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  • Rookie - 6 Points Stevie Taite (1/26/2013 8:39:00 AM)

    Stevie Taite(1/26/2013 8: 37: 00 AM)
    This gave me shivers Aria! Very vivid imagery. Did you men to kind of make lite of the whole incident by likening the fire to candles on a cake. I saw it as a real event that left strange markings on the pavement. But then on closer analysis, and by what is suggested to me in the final four lines, it was all a long metaphor of the death of love or something? Or was it just a much sadder version of finding the image of Jesus on burnt toast! Clearly I enjoyed it as it made me think! X x | Delete this message
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, January 25, 2013


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