| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by JD Clay on 09/25/03 at 12:17 PM Pyromatic poetry malachi. This is an introspective poem within a poem, much like the way I envision you. This one definitely goes in the book. Aiko is right, you are an abundant resource, so be careful what you wish for or we may lose you to spontaneous combustion.
Peace... |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 09/25/03 at 05:18 PM 'just one moment to learn or a moment that would stop for you to blaze again? Its the moment the BEING is longing for. The rest will follow.
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| Posted by Karl Waldbauer on 09/26/03 at 08:22 AM An excellent piece, especially the second stanza (it could easily stand alone). I will have to spend much more time going through your library. |
| Posted by Cole Miller on 10/06/03 at 02:57 AM the last bit is what hits home hardest... you have quite the way with words... |
| Posted by Don Coffman on 10/07/03 at 09:18 AM Like an ember held to the chest, clutched tightly and never released, despite the burn. Magnificently intense. I agree with wait Aiko said, more 'Paezetry' is a good thing. |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 01/21/05 at 07:22 PM This is great.. The last stanza really spoke to me. I 've felt that way so many times before.. Thanx for putting it into words for me! :) |
| Posted by Bertram Sparagmos on 06/09/13 at 06:19 PM Yes. Yes. Yes. We are both the furnace and the cold wind muting the flame. +fav |
