A Reek Of Smoke Poem by Iris Mista

A Reek Of Smoke



Surrounded by beauty
but nothing to give
astonishing liveliness
but no way to live
Flames in the woods
the awakening fields
even burning in the water
no bearing shields

An intensely burning fire
destroying all what shines so bright
withering destructive
making wrong what is so right
A huge cloud of reek smoke
darkens any view
destroying all the beauty
and all I ever knew

I wave with both my hands
to wash it all away
I am begging for this flood
that will bring me some delay
Rare moments of plain sight
to overflow and fill my soul
I steel it like a heartless thief
by using someone else's bowl

Bringing dark shades to the world
If I only could leave
rising up, far above the flames
eternal clean air to breath
A place where it shines so openly
without all the blurring smog
filling the air with all the wonders
and endlessly light-hearted blogs.

May 3,2013

Monday, April 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Depression
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Complex PTSD
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