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fury on fire

Updated on July 16, 2011


its the fury that fuels me

and dampens my lash

making rounds

so astounding.

flowing through me like time

never mind

all the lies

giving in

leaves you behind

simply melting

made of wax

my heart plucked from the earth

there it lies

vacant eyes

trembling for all

that they are worth.

moved and halted

same as you

the vision of a ghost

the only one

who's ever done

the least that could be done

at their most.

fury faded

only moments

to reappear again

sewing hatred

to the blanket

that warms your only friend.

never mind as i have said

the aftermath of time

weighed down only

by the fear

promised by the mind.

in the end

the only surface

that can cease to be

is the one

that you've created

a prison just for me.


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      Maree Michael Martin 5 years ago from Northwest Washington on an Island

      Great Poem

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      5 years ago from East Coast Canada

      Rich and symbolic.... definitely one to reread!

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      Augustine A Zavala 5 years ago from Texas

      Seems like the most beautiful birds are always caged. Awesome...

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      MattyLeeP 5 years ago from Tucson, AZ

      I envy writers brave enough to express themselves through poetry, its easy to fail, be misunderstood, or under-appreciated. I have steered clear of poetry for this fear of rejection, and very rarely do I read modern poetry and like it. But in this case, thumbs up for the courage and confidence, your use of breaks, and the poem itself.

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      Nikkij504gurl 5 years ago from Louisiana

      you can break through any prison, for you are meant to be free.

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      the pink umbrella 5 years ago from the darkened forest deep within me.

      MattyLeeP- thank you so much for the beautiful compliment. i re-read this one after reading all of the comments, and even though the piece itself seems a little rough, like running your fingers over splintered wood, i feel like thats the beauty in it. i often seem to misspell words, because i like to write freely and spellcheck often times doesnt catch certain mistakes. my fear is not in the courage to write, but that after re-reading, that i might change something. I dont like to change my work because then its not what flowed out of me in the moment i was feeling what i felt that moved me enough to write in the first place. anyway, thank you so much again. :)

      Nikkij504gurl- you know you have my attention when it comes to the comment box, right? i look for you to have left me something because i just love reading what you think of whatever i have written. Now, im not a huge one for explaining what my pieces are about because to me, this piece, or any piece of poetry written by anyone on this site can be different for each and every reader. you know, like we each get something different and special than someone else may have gotten from it? but this one was written in the aftermath of serious anxiety, with which i have a problem. Yeah, big anxiety sufferer over here. It feels a little different from my other stuff to me for some reason, i dont know why. anyway, thanks for always reading nikki.

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      Nikkij504gurl 5 years ago from Louisiana

      Wow, I feel special hehe. yea i didnt know what else to say about this, except that its awesome, ah anxiety can be hard to overcome, but I'm glad you found a way to express it, through poetry... and no matter what this means to other people, you know the true meaning behind it. I can see that that is what it is about now, your lines, "never mind as i have said

      the aftermath of time

      weighed down only

      by the fear

      promised by the mind." is definitely describing anxiety. but as easily as your mind can imprison you to that feeling, it can just as easily free you. and like I said you're meant to be free... Perhaps it feels different to you because in a way you are taking a step to overcoming that anxiety by writing this and posting it for everyone to see. and it is different from other things because it is more from a problem that you deal with on a daily basis. its showing you are vulnerable, yet at the same time the strong woman we know you are. Hope I am living up to my good commenting skills here lol as always, thanks for writing!

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      saddlerider1 5 years ago

      I felt your mood and the quill release that fury from within, I know how you feel, I to will rarely go back to change my work, it flows from me at that moment and what gets laid down is from my soul.

      Your imagery was stark and real. I felt your heart pounding as you penned your words. I loved how you sewed it together

      "sewing hatred

      to the blanket

      that warms your only friend."

      Nicely done, bravo. I applaud this piece.

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      ExoticHippieQueen 5 years ago

      Like Saddlerider, I also enjoyed that phrase about sewing hatred to the blanket. Sometimes the shortest phrases leave the most impact. I enjoyed this piece!

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      Nicole Canfield 5 years ago from the Ether

      Voted up and interesting. You truly are an intriguing individual, Pink Umbrella. :)

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      the pink umbrella 5 years ago from the darkened forest deep within me.

      thank you guys so much, i really appreciate it. :) .

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      JadedLove 5 years ago

      Touched by the fury in fire,

      bleeding hopes still the same.

      Tested in life always ending,

      breaking free from the pain.

      You know I have missed your words. I am happy to have found you yet again.

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      Alexander Thandi Ubani 5 years ago from Lagos

      Great piece. I loved the writing style and the diction. You ve a good control of words. Beautifully constructed piece of poetry

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      tom hellert 5 years ago from home

      Pink,

      nice wordage

      here

      Poetry anor lying in the sun

      s you know

      it only does go

      Over my dome

      beware the garden gnome

      IAM NOT poking fun

      You know for a fact

      my words sometimes lack tact

      O Pnkster where have ya been

      Its been a while since you've been seen

      Im hoping your Ok

      at niht and day

      but what can it mean

      you're gone from the scene

      where did you go-

      Oh Pink we just must know.

      tell us so soon

      lest I become a loon-

      oh its too late

      the cat has left the gate

      hope to hear from you soon

      im still a big goon

      TH

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      sligobay 5 years ago from east of the equator

      Great metaphor Pink'UM: "sewing hatred to the blanket that warms your only friend." Such a cruel and painful prison, I have known.

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      Nefarious_Misery 5 years ago from on the move

      I could almost feel the anger and fury fade as the piece went on. As if it had turned to sorrow and mourning by the end.

      Wonderful piece. Voted up and beautiful.

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      the pink umbrella 5 years ago from the darkened forest deep within me.

      Nefarious_Misery- thank you. i look for your comments.

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