By The Fireplace Poem by Vassilis Comporozos
By The Fireplace
Flames in the fireplace.
Hands that touched them, got burnt
but now know their heat.
Flames having no power
over me, unlike wild dreams
never to be fulfilled.
A little log untouched
by fire. Like a soul who braved
the world and won.
Smoke rising aloft.
Eyes that follow it, breaking
free from gravity.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
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4/18/2024 8:10:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Once again, bravo! Read it 4-5 times to get the metaphor. Beautiful words.