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Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Fireworks

Carnations and dahlias
flare straight up, hot,

dripping fire - fierce at first

then fading harmless

before one final burst.

This is how my heart

feels - lit up by an invisible punk,
a breathing coal sharing heat, flaming

my waiting awake.




I'm ready to glow, ready to trace
hints and clues left by the last

one who set the night ablaze.

Here I go. Catch me if you

want to burn. 

4 comments:

Louise Gallagher said...

I love how that last line caught me by surprise!

Susan said...

Love this!

Maureen said...

As the saying goes, You glow, girl!!

Monica Sharman said...

Yes: how my heart feels.