Burning Poem by Natasha StubbsEnnis

Burning



The smoke.
The flames,
Orange flames,
Rising,
Worshiping the sun,
Straying from the rain.
Smoke,
The spirits of the woods,
Escaping.
The ash,
The dust of fairies,
Falling.
Life,
The one thing,
That can’t be controlled,
Like patterns,
Like ink,
Sprawled on the page,
Words,
That can’t be said,
Minds,
That can’t be read.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

very nice rhyming... I like this poem... very nice thoughts. Krista

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Joseph Poewhit 24 November 2008

Interesting poem of disaster and concepts

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