The Coldness Of The Embers Poem by Patricia Fritsche

Fire always seems

To sear a molten forgiveness

Absolute denial

Flesh can hold no reign of power.



Nature allows shifting show

Silence hurts ironic episodes

Presenting themselves

Juncture in time.



Tides chaotic temperaments flow

A player, a message,

It bellies seducing the land.



Gigantic in scope

Lava spiraling draping veils of despair

No real time of gestation to truly know

Fertile anger, deep-seeded issues.



Masking soot's suffocation

Blind confusion

Self-doubts deliver

Within daily security's haven.



Constant rhythm kinship hazy

Next time volcano, brazen and bold

A small coin tossed in fountain's immortality

Your mighty strength playing out again,

Will not do for now, for earthly gain.