Friday, 5 April 2013


I'm doing poetry this month, in case you missed the first post.
burning branches

The flame dark goldenrod,
Swallows the crumpled photograph,
As she watches,
Memories-no more...

The blare of punk,
Drowns the cacophony
Of silence, as she hears,
Voices-no more...

  Sobs and cries reign,
Happiness is history,
As she hears,
Laughter-no more...

 The sparks light up the floor,
The ceiling, the house, the self,
As she burns,
Life-no more...

It's finished.

The mind works in mysterious ways but the wanderings of the heart are a pure enigma...


  1. I liked how you used 'no more' it fit well with your flow.
    My A-Z

  2. That was certainly a sad poem! Very well done though.

  3. Hi there, visiting on the A-Z train, you have a lovely style of writing, looking forward to reading more.

    Amanda - Realityarts-Creativity
    Art Blog

  4. Nice! I have so much envy for folks who can write poetry. So not one of my talents *sigh*

    (New follower via the A to Z.)

  5. Powerful poem, especially paired with the image of the fire.

    J M Filipowicz - Fellow A to Z Blogger

  6. That was one deep thought!! Strong and impactful!


  7. Depressing, but vivid. I can see it in my mind. Very nice.

    The A to Z blog said in the latest post to add a link to your own A to Z blog in the comments, so here's mine:

  8. Thanks everyone. I'll be hopping by ur A-Z posts this Sunday! :)


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