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Fires of Imagination

Updated on May 5, 2013

The fires of imagination

lie in burning embers at my feet,

refusing to burst in the

impassioned flames

that I know are needed.


In the end leaving me

with an fervent sense of loss,

and an ardent inability to

to express myself

in a manner that is consistent

with my abilities.


How do I make my mind

wrap around the remembrances

of days gone by and yet to be.

Of walking into the attack

while looking back to see ahead,

and knowing that reality is

lost upon the living.


Wandering through the veil

with no thought of going back.

Take my steps and wield them

into hearts of purest gold,

guiding me into

the abyss of transparency.


Enlightened powers

of morning air that rushes

through the trees amid

the echoes of years gone by

and whispers of those to come.


Spinning into the sands of time

lost in forever

in expectancy of eternity

always knowing

that the steps we take

are fortold.

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    • Ceres Schwarz profile image

      Ceres Schwarz 4 years ago

      This is a good poem with much meaning and imagery. And the image you have is lovely too.

    • Sunny River profile image

      Sunny River 4 years ago from A Place Without A Name which resides somewhere between Fantasy and Belief, just north of Reality

      Love the imagery. Great poem.