Fire Poem by Jake Gassiot

Fire

Rating: 2.3


I’m sitting
Staring
Why am I so dazed
Why can’t
I move
The dance of flames
Keeps me in a trance
I can’t find any thoughts
The fire has swept my memory
I am not thinking about the past
The present
The future
No emotion
People talk, but I hear nothing
There’s only one thing I can seem to do
Feed the fire
Keep the flames going
Make the forbidden dance grow
I watch for hours
It grows late
The dance fades
I start to feel again
I start to remember
People’s words enter my ears
The dance dies
Pitch black

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joan Zu 02 June 2006

this poem makes me feel as if i am swaying back and forth while being engulfed in a hatred covering me with scales and a fog, a heavy blanket. i think your poem is well writen but maybe for a moment you should step out of your anger.

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