I sit and watch as the flames lick at the bricks
The red, and orange tipped beauty
The tongues of fury lick
As it burns through the wood and metal preforming its duty
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A captivating awesome write. Heartiest Congrats on it's poem of the Day.
The silent wail of a lonely heart. sitting by the fire reminiscing the days gone. nicely composed, it is deeply emotional ink. Congratulations! ! !
Poem reminds of the loneliness one can experience when single. And there is no one else to turn too but the self. Expressed beautifully. Congratulation! ! !
Awakening! Epiphany of the soul and revelations of a life long journey penetrating the layers of the many barriers we impose on ourselves or by others..freedom from restraints..good poem, congratulations...
Piece of great elegance with rendition of words to utmost justice. Lovely poem embellished in poetic rhyme and rhythm. Thanks for sharing Bethany.
Flames lick brick mesmerizing mind and life is in wonderful imagery of this poem. Eyes are filled with stars and life is full of emotion. Flame of light licks soul. An interesting poem is well crafted. Congratulations! ....10
Seeing the those glorious flames of different colours, it sounds wonderful!
A mesmerizing poem with vivid imagery. You've captured the experience very well. Congrats on Poem Of The Day.
great great great imagery.....flows so well or burns my heart so well.................I can sese the warmth of flames.brings its picture to my eye
Bethany, Congratulations on receiving the honour of POD!