Combustion Poem by Seamus O' Brian

Combustion

Rating: 4.2


You gallop through life
Flailing your wayward fibers
Trailing a dazzling wake
Of hope and love and shoes
I sit on my log and watch
Chin in my hand, furrowing brow
The blazing combustion of you
And I love
every flicker,
every flame,
every shoe.

Tuesday, November 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nosheen Irfan 29 November 2016

What a lovely piece of writing. Yes, indeed love burns itself but how positive you are Neal....And i love...every flicker, every flame, every shoe. A great meaningful write. The nuances of love depicted in a gripping way. Love goes but it leaves behind something that is worth-having. A 10.

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Seamus O Brian 29 November 2016

It seems that often the passionately energetic women attract the passionately contemplative men. Who have no desire to burn with such energy, but whose lives are nonetheless richer for the presence of such passionate energy. It is another form of beauty, in my eyes. Thank you for your insight, Nosheen, be blessed today!

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Tom Billsborough 25 November 2016

Sounds like a thoroughbred to me. Certainly a fine image. Like it.

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Seamus O Brian 29 November 2016

Thank you, Tom. Blessings to you, my friend.

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