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Here i will post my poems and stories. I do realise not all of them will be perfect, and I accept that. If you do like something I have writen please let me know :) I hardly ever creatively write about anything that relates to me directly, so please never assume anything about me from what I write. If some things that I write offend you, I am sorry, but I do have freedom of speach ^.^
Friday, January 9, 2015
Phoenix
The Dazzling fire is sparkling in my eyes
I am focused on the lovely flames
They seem infinite, like the stars
I know they will soon die, as will I
For I can feel the heat getting closer to my body
The smoke is getting thicker
I accept the scent, and savor it
Many people in my place would be panicking
While I am paralyzed, mesmerized, hypnotized
It is like I am in a trance
As the flames begin to tickle my feet, a giggle sneaks out of my mouth
Everything is in incredible slow motion
That makes me happy because I can notice every little detail
I see every tiny spark drifting away from the tip of each flame
I hear my beating heart, which seems to pump once a minute
I embrace the heat as it crawls up my body
I allow the black smoke to enter my nasal passages and lungs
My last thought is, "This is the feeling of empowerment."
That very moment I opened my eyes slowly to find myself in a bed
A bed that is in a very regular room in the dead of night
I finally recognize this as my room in my house
I lay still, staring at my ceiling, still feeling a bit paralyzed
Amazed by the exciting yet terrifying sensation I had just dreamt
As I yawned I pondered the meaning behind this odd dream
Before I knew it, I was back asleep
I had no more dreams that night
I woke up to my alarm clock yelling at me, and I started getting ready for school right away
I had no memory of the significant dream I had experienced just hours earlier
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Such vivid dream imagery here, Ally...I plan to do some exploration of dreams and how we can use them in our writing in the next couple of weeks.
ReplyDeleteI love the imagery in the beginning! I could totally see the flickering of the flames, and feel what the speaker was describing. I wrote a piece about fire fairly recently as well. A lot of the imagery words I used were similar to to what's in this piece, but the connotation was completely different. Interesting how the same concept can be taken and made into absolutely juxtaposed things.
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