Tuesday, 13 October 2015

Fire



In this fiery place I dwell

Where the blue is blazing

Flowers are still on fire

Flame of life flickering

 

Where the blue is blazing

Ember of grief lingers

The soul is smoldering


Flowers are still on fire

Bees, butterflies rushing

Thinking honey-days as never ending

 

Flame of life flickering

Dreaming of celestial fire of love

To wrap the burning soul

 

                                                                       


Posted for Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Fire

26 comments:

  1. Oh Oh Oh! May we not have relief here on earth? The triolet, with its flareups, is a particularly beautiful form for these flames that flicker but never go out. The optimism of butterflies and bees has nowhere to land.

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  2. Ah, Sumana....I really love your trimeric (smiles) & the progression of the stanzas. I do hope as the flame of life flickers one does feel that fire of love all encompassing....

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  3. This is most beautiful - and soulful . The fire, the grief, and the life-force of the bees and butterflies "thinking honey-days as never ending." Thank heaven for the hopefulness of bees and butterflies. I especially love your closing. Beautifully done, my friend.

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  4. Powerful images and metaphors. I was particularly struck by: Ember of grief ... so small - yet so visceral. An eloquent description.

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  5. Got the feeling of some sadness and devastation but hope in the form of divine love and healing. Beautifully expressed. This poem grows on you with each reading.

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  6. Our emotions do burn, sometimes smouldering, sometimes warmly, then flaring with passion and finally turning to ash. But there is nothing like the fire of love. Beautifully done Sumana.

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  7. Dreaming of celestial fire of love
    To wrap the burning soul

    Beautiful closing lines :D

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  8. I think this plays wonderfully with the notion of fire being both friend and foe..fire is passion and grief - and i hope also remembrance and hope...

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  9. Like the idea of flowers being on fire..works at so many levels.

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  10. So skilfully crafted Sumana; this passion of fire and life; hope surely is the instinct of seasons

    much love...

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  11. A powerful piece, Sumana. Beautifully done!

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  12. Ember of grief lingers
    The soul is smoldering

    There are occasions when one is engulfed with lots of misfortune that lingers and never seem to go away. And these would come one after the other!

    Hank

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  13. Dwelling in a fiery place is never easy, but often necessary.

    Holy Fire

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  14. This is beautiful. I love its reference both to life's grief and to life's expectations. Your poem progresses much like life, building on itself. Enjoyed the serenity in it too.

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  15. Oh yes ~ as beautiful as the hope of those bees and butterflies. Just marvellous work x

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  16. A wonderful form to employ especially for the topic...carries an eternal flavor. Really beautiful. Thank you, for the prompt, Sumana!

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  17. This reminds me of a funeral pyre. Well done.

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  18. I specially admire the last stanza with : Dreaming of celestial fire of love ~

    A powerful response Sumana ~

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  19. I like the hopeful contrasted against the dismal reality. There is always hope isnt there for warm honey days?

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  20. Sumana,

    Such a powerful symbol of life's emotions and then the mysterious and the comfort in its flicker and warmth..An excellent prompt Sumana.
    Eileen

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  21. I like the trimeric form of your poem, Sumana. There is a sense of fire burning and purifying in this poem, whcih is very well-penned!

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  22. This fire lingers long ... well penned.

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