Passion

June 17, 2010
By Becauseifeellikeit PLATINUM, Potomac, Maryland
Becauseifeellikeit PLATINUM, Potomac, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
Don't guess. Know.


The sun on a flower
Leaves sparking and turning into ash
Petals curling back on themselves and exploding
Into a medley of fireworks
A vein of sparks coursing down the length of the stem
Consuming the vibrant green


The author's comments:
I wrote this for a love now lost.

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redmagik125 said...
on Aug. 6 2010 at 5:05 pm
redmagik125, Raritan, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
I am the power of one. One to act, to speak out, to be the change.

When I first read this poem, I just thought beauty of fireworks. Then I read it again and pictured a bomb exploding. Then after I read your comments it made me think of a gun going off. I love it when poems can have different meanings. THis one is like a kalidescope, changing constantly.


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