naked flame, you're dancing higher
tasting life with such desire
but time passes, now to bed
of soft black ashes, pillows red
remembers knowing, it's admired
in embers glowing, now attired
Great descriptive write; really brings fire to 'life' for me. Excellent poem! Thanks, Esther
I could stare at a fire for hours..........I've never written a poem about a fire though. A great topic. I'm not a fire-bug but, there's something hypnotic about them. Very nice poem. :) Sincerely, Mary
Short but wonderful. A lovely explanation of fire. Thank you for the enjoyment of reading it. Love Ernestine XXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'naked flame, you're dancing higher tasting life with such desire' mmmm...a wonderful metaphor for living life to the full, making your mark and being acknowledged. Strong images that paint a lasting picture. Love this...Justine