Grasping Embers Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Grasping Embers
Fires burning, keeping my mind ablaze with sparks of
imagination, finding a stick and stoking it into a
fiery hot bonfire.
Living in the heat of this rhythm right now, grasping
embers, hoping to never extinguish them throughout
life.
Always writing from their bright orange beginnings,
special and nurturing, a poetical essence kept secretly
within intellect and being preserved there.
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