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Tag Archives: fire
Fire
The fire consumes all in it’s path, not stopping to show a passport
A sky full of shooting stars
You are life itself you are air, fire, water, the earth, moon, and mars you’re a sky full of shooting stars and you’re my only wish.
Fuel
We sit wondering why does the fire still burn yet we are the fuel.
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Coffee
They say ‘a watched pot never boils’ but I’ve done this quite a bit and the pot I watch always boils unless of course the flame burns out but otherwise it boils watched or not and there is something meditative … Continue reading
We Didn’t Start The Fire…?
We give our child a pack of matches and they go outside and strike those matches and they start a fire and that fire burns down a neighbors house and our child returns and demands more matches crying, ‘we have … Continue reading
Hay For The Royal Horses
The villagers stood around screaming, “The village is burning” and there they were, standing around looking at the fire doing nothing but screaming. “Put this fire out now!!!” they demanded of the King who, far off in the distance was … Continue reading
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Windows
The people jumping to their deaths out of the windows of buildings engulfed in flames and the people jumping to their deaths out of the windows of buildings not engulfed in flames have something in common.
Fire or Water
fire and fury shock and awe death and destruction or water and food medicine and peace life and love
Spring
Flowers need the spring plants need the spring trees need the spring and the farmer needs the spring after a cold, harsh winter so the snow can melt the earth can thaw and the birds can sing once again. … Continue reading
Burning Man
The burning man runs as winds blow and flames grow war games go on and on and on without end SOS please send teardrops and fear candy and beer pay taxes and cheer and we’re left with King Lear we’re blind … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, Baghdad, collateral damage, democracy, drones, fire, history, human rights, humanity, Iraq, peace, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, Vietnam, violence, war, writing
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