FIRESTORMS
moonlight picnics on the beach cosy chats by fireside an oath before you kiss a ring before you commit ready for firecrackers… provocations - a way of life verbal duels welcome -you loves fireballs sneaky lies here and there struggle to find your space -you work at fireproofing watch the stars alone at night think of all that’s not right -you spend life firefighting
STARRY SKIES
walking along the beach I long for stars beneath my feet find starfish I chase wealth, fame want the moon on my face with sprinkled stardust I want a goddess to illuminate life not just a starlet One step ahead, two backwards I struggle to find my way Fascinated by stardom I want to accept defeat return home…then think skies are dark, but star-spangled
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Two nicely contrasting poems, Reena! It’s hard to think we spend our lives firefighting, but sometimes it seems that way. So long as we still take the time to look up into the star-spangled skies!
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Thank you, Ingrid! Glad you noticed the contrast.
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I love the second.. and maybe it’s good sometimes to have a way to return home…
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Thank you, Bjorn!
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Nice, I specially like the starry star sprangled sky!
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Everybody loves those 😃 Thank you, Grace!
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