Ashes

The sweet dripping

solstice of irony

wanes from the broken place

To burrow into the ashes

to find

the beginning

of yesterday

the end of tomorrow

and the here in now

From the lucid process of

mourning,

not devastation

as intended

but

a phoenix

bold and strong

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I agree with Belle. The phoenix has risen.

[Revery]

Thank you sir.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome.

[Nautili]

"He gave me beauty from ashes." Ahhhhh, how true. Thank God!

[Revery]

Thank you Nautili. So nice to have you back. :)

[Priscilla Sayers]

How the strength in this piece breathes! I love it!

[Revery]

Thank you dear. Hope your smile is lighting 1000 suns again.

[Priscilla Sayers]

:)

[Belle]

To reborn and to live again,
like the phoenix who have risen
from its ashes--to live till immortality! Wow!
You are becoming bold and strong together
with your pieces of poetry yet the compassionate
way of telling your thought is still strongly
present.
Keep musing my friend! :)

[Revery]

Thank you Belle, I love your input on all my work.

[Heather]

Every piece I read from you draws such emotion from me, this was so inspirational. A beautiful write. Thank you for writing this piece.

[Revery]

Why thank you for reading it. I love that you are connecting so.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

I can feel your words rising from the ashes...The Phoenix is my favorite, strong indeed! Live, Love, Laugh and move on, to anew! This is a Great write!

[Revery]

Thank you. I always love your reviews.