The Vanished

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I've been perusing for new writers and readers. I discovered a little of that, but more than that. Some I expect will be a lasting delight, others will be a fanciful night. Still others just leave me with unanswered questions. This is my prayer for them tonight.

The Vanished

Quant sparked moments

            Are for all time

Short moments of brilliance

            Flash onto dark times
 

Scraggly twigs engulfed

            By the fire

Only ashes left behind

            Carbon for eternity

Fuel for the souls of life

            That flourish in the light

Ever grateful that at crossroads

             You remind us of the night.

(c)Jeanmarie

Wednesday, December 01, 2010 (home)

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sanctus commented on The Vanished

02-21-2011

Excellent!!I like the feeling of this poem, intense and full of passion.

jeanpnkldyg

02/21/2011

Thank you for taking the time....

blvdobd2009 commented on The Vanished

01-21-2011

Beatuiul...This poem is a song all on its on...Very impressed with your word choice and the way you tie emotions together lightly so they dont weigh in heavy on the reader...great work

jeanpnkldyg

02/20/2011

Thank you for your kind words and stopping by!

Rhymer commented on The Vanished

12-02-2010

Intriguing write, enjoyed the read 10 from me...............................

jeanpnkldyg

12/02/2010

Thank you for kind words.

Chaos128 commented on The Vanished

12-02-2010

You have me quite intrigued with this. Some of us are the Fire? Some of us are the fuel? And some of us are just witnessess? Ha ha This make me think, and I'm not used to that : D

jeanpnkldyg

12/02/2010

What does it mean to you?

Mayuna commented on The Vanished

12-02-2010

'Short moments of brilliance flash onto dark times.' That is the way of creativity I've found. At our lowest points comes our brightest moments to allow our emotions freedom to manifest themselves into words. Very creative write. A ten from me.

jeanpnkldyg

12/02/2010

A flash will last a short time, but when a roaring fire is ignited and stoked, the soft glowing embers that remain will last indefinately...

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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