I.
This fire is a cold
seed, buried deep
in field, breathing death
& scent of water-
lilies
II.
This fire is red
deer, wallowing in dust
running free on forest
roaring to wind's end-
less chants
III.
This fire is confetti
elusive, beyond my grasp
bursting around, above me-
star in the sky
IV.
This fire is crawling
all over walls & floors
I can't stop it
eXplOdiNgGGGg, ..... .
V.
This fire is burning
-tongue on tongue-
-skin on skin-
you, erasing darkness
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Oh I do love the various aspect of fires, from the devastating combustion to the passion of fire erasing darkness... these poems of various aspects always turn out well, but this is better than most.
ReplyDeleteThe format following Wallace Stevens, Blackbirds, is a good one to follow and take inspiration. Thanks Bjorn.
DeleteOh Grace. You outdid yourself in these poems. I love this type of poem and have written a few similar but this is the best one I have read.
ReplyDeleteThat last stanza is HOT.
ReplyDeleteWhat Bjorn said--I think we wrote to this form at some point at the Pub; it's been a while. Your poem(s) are wonderful, both in brevity and message. I especially like the second one, nature as untouched, red deer frolicking.
ReplyDeleteYes, we have tackled this same kind of format following Wallace Stevens 13 Ways of Looking at Blackbirds. Thank you.
DeleteOooh love this especially; "This fire is confetti elusive, beyond my grasp."💞
ReplyDeleteThe third stanza is magic.
ReplyDeleteI read that last stanza as a stark contrast to the first four. Nothing can compare with Love, even the awesome destructive power of the element.
ReplyDeleteThe 3rd stanza is magic.
ReplyDeleteEach poem is poetic gold, in their contrast and construction. But my personal favourite, is the last one. Especially, on a cold and stormy night.
ReplyDeleteThe words paint a picture, very bright. Fiery in fact.
ReplyDeleteThe typographic elements work well, and they are tools we so rarely take advantage of. Poems are not just sound, but visual shapes on the page, so why not take advantage of that? You have inspired me to think more about it.
ReplyDeletethe first one jumps out at me. i like the way it characterizes fire as a living presence
ReplyDelete5 wonderful contemplations on fire Grace. Love #2, and the sensuality of #5 makes the heart swoon...
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem Grace. Your imaginative descriptions of fire are really great!
ReplyDeleteThe first line, "this fire is a cold seed" is profound and perfect. I love your chosen line breaks. This is stunning.
ReplyDeleteGreat response to the fire prompt. This poem oozed wondefulness.
ReplyDeleteI like that third one about fire being like confetti.
ReplyDeleteThis cinquefoil of fire with its five tidy burning leaves (Wallace Stevens also was a magus of compression) gives us a premise -- "this fire" -- and five ways it consumes from the eye. As Blake said, the eye sees more than the heart knows -- but this poem is helping.
ReplyDeleteFire in much, can leave one burnt or more
ReplyDeleteEach stanza brings different flames. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous and evocative
ReplyDeleteYou've really done a great job capture the various aspects of fire.
ReplyDeleteThis has an economy and beauty to it, particularly verse II, if you get a chance, can you explain the form ...I'm not familiar with it..JIM
ReplyDeleteThere is fire in every element, an energy, an oxidation, nothing lives, dies, decomposes, celebrates, destroys or loves without this strange kinesis. Profound and popping, your work is almost always quietly transformative, this one...
ReplyDeleteCrackles!
Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteAn interesting insight of what fires can do, more than just lighting things up.Great word craft Grace!
ReplyDeleteHank
i read your explanation further up to Bjorn and am not familiar with this form, but your poem reads magnificently, itself breathed from fire, created by a simmering heat needing to be released, you always have a flair with creating an enchanting world with your poetry, so very good Grace.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful imagery. I hope you're doing fine.
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I really like this--the different forms of fire, so beautifully said. This format can sound more like a list, but each of these stanzas is both separate and part of the whole.
ReplyDeleteevocative, Grace. Hope you are well ~
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