Flames

Summary

"Flames" is a passionate poem about the transformative power of love, loss, and reconnection, symbolized by fire and nature.

Abstract

The poem "Flames" explores the journey of the speaker through the depths of loss and despair, finding solace in nature and the metaphorical fire of life. It depicts the rebirth of hope and passion, as the speaker encounters a kindred spirit whose warmth and flame rekindle their own. The narrative progresses from the ashes of the past to a fiery union, symbolizing the merging of two souls into one. The poem celebrates the intensity of love, its ability to heal and consume, and the ultimate fusion of two beings into an inseparable entity.

Opinions

The author views the mind as a creative force that should be inspired rather than merely filled with knowledge, as suggested by the Plutarch quote.
The poem conveys a belief in the cyclical nature of life and love, with loss being a precursor to newfound connections.
The speaker holds a reverence for nature's power to revive and connect with the human spirit on a profound level.
The poem suggests that true passion and love are capable of transforming pain and grief into growth and unity.
The author seems to embrace the idea that love is an all-consuming force that should not be restrained but allowed to cleanse and renew the soul.
The poem reflects an appreciation for the small moments and connections that can ignite a flame within, leading to a greater understanding of oneself and the world.

A Poem

The mind is not a vessel to be filled but a fire to be kindled. — Plutarch

Blown asunder by the anguishing winds of loss swept and buried in cremated ashes of the past slipped between the cracks of present and future I stumbled in fissures in the terrain towards hope I leaned upon a tree of life and braced myself as veins of bark carved a path into my skin and infused me with the beat and rhythm of nature Roots impaled into the heart of the earth Two became one. I fell into the soft ground, retreated to my final lair my body ready to return to dust to join those I had lost My head rested upon the tender earth. Fallen. It was there you found me.

I felt your familiar heat radiating in the loam a rising fountain of lava streaming towards me Ground splintering into a million shards of scattered recollections and broken dreams I dug beneath deep layers of dusty memories It was there I found you.

A treasure held captive in a dragon’s den burrowed in the depths of my awareness asleep beneath soft blankets of consciousness Golden embers sheltered by deep caverns protected from tenacious winds of the world Waiting for a gentle breath to breathe upon your fire to summon you back to life back to me. There you were.

The flame keeper fiercely bearing your glowing torch hungry coals casting a gentle glow kindling in dying need of heat Smoldering tinder seeking to be stirred A raging fire waiting to be lit An inextinguishable sun held in abeyance Gathering and growing. Flickering and flaring. Crawling in the smoky air towards me There I was.

Unaware of myself longing to be ignited to be spread in passion ready to be consumed to lick you with my flames. I sent up my flare smoke signals spiraling in shallow breaths of air And you joined me in my hearth. There we were.

Now your flame follows me blazing through all that comes between us burning the rope that ties my fears to my dreams Steam climbs the sky, a pure burnt offering a sacrifice of intellect in pursuit of a higher truth We rise into the moment and I climb your flame a seething avalanche upon which I slide falling into your arms wrapped in ravenous tendrils snaking their way across my skin burrowing into the heart of my furnace exploding into a million bursting stars You melt into my sweltering kiln Here you are.

Cupid, lurking in the shadows. Carving your bow the son of Venus and Mars, sharpening your arrows A red-hot burning madness stoking the combustible candle pulsating through corridors of time aiming for that tender place boiling over into heated nights burning into long scorching days where my languished love is awakened Here I am.

I seek no escape I will not tame the flames I snuggle up to the fever that besieges my body It devours me, decimating my doubts cauterizing my hissing wounds engulfing my tortured grief incinerating the pain of my loss into cinders spitting across the heavens an unleashed cry emitted into the wild air An unharnessed power of thermal cleansing ceremoniously sweeps across my soul radiating light into my tender core I am melded with the one I call home. Here we are.

I lean upon your tree of shelter and brace myself as veins of life carve a path into my soul and infuse me with the beat and rhythm of love Roots impale into the heart of the earth Two become one. I fall into the soft landing and surrender to my final home My head rests upon the tender sky. Risen. It was here I found myself.

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POETRY

Flames

A Poem