Clothed With Liquid Fire Poem by Buxton Shippy

Buxton Shippy

Buxton Shippy

Montego Bay, Jamaica
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Buxton Shippy
Montego Bay, Jamaica
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Clothed With Liquid Fire



I saw a man
Clothed with liquid fire
Hugging sons
On a winter's day
How could this be
With "howling winds
And frigid air? "
Then a son bellowed:
'Fire!
Fire!
Deep inside of me! '
Suddenly
A glistening snow
Swirled above the ground
Morphed into a ball of fire
Spewing blood-like substances.
Above the ball of fire
Were teardrops
Dancing on a mist
My eyes pulsated
My knees became week
My legs felt as if
They were slipping
From beneath me
Yet in my belly
I felt a chorus of laughter
Giving me joy.

Sunday, January 7, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphysical
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Buxton Shippy

Buxton Shippy

Montego Bay, Jamaica
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