hearth song

Cherry

By Di_Hard

Fri, 23 Mar 2018
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12 comments
 

This is not a flame

quivering in every misunderstanding

 

or longing that flares

in the pull of absence

 

nor forest fire, consuming

all needs, breath

shooting sparks to catch a touch, run

flickering tongues up dry tinder

while thoughts, shy as wild animals, flee

the coming roar.

 

This is the aftermath, quiet

of remembering embers,

char, unwinding smoke

and ash cushions, where two seeds

kept tens of years in

undecayed self preservation, never feeling enough

heat to breach, now

birth repeat secrets

of sun reaching green

 

Certificate U
Poetry Monthly

Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

This is very good Di. I've read it a few times and will come back to it later on

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou Insert, and for the cherries

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Yes, this seems to have much personal feeling, and to be slightly enigmatic, but seems to speak of those seeds whose germination and growth are triggered by fire and occurs afterwards, so the aftermath of real heat and warmth can be long term development and growth? Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

That's it exactly! Thankyou Rhiannon

 

Submitted by airyfairy on

Like insert, I shall be coming back to this one.  The lines about 'undecayed self preservation', without the 'heat to breach' tell us so much about this relationship, with, I think, hope coming in at the end?  Beautiful, Di.

Submitted by Di_Hard on

I'm glad you found that, Airy. Thankyou for commenting

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

I love it. You're so talented. 'while thoughts, shy as wild animals flee the coming roar.'  Those little perfect pin pricks in poetry that poke you, there are many here. 

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Jane, thankyou so much, what a lovely comment! I wish it was true :0) Being on ABC shows how many TRULY great writers there are and this is just one site! I think it's just not having a job, I want to make SOMETHING. Just wish I was talented enough to make some dosh

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

Di, I don't know about making money, but I'll just put this here for you. 

https://www.abctales.com/forum/wed-2017-11-22-1427/cerasus-poetry-call-s...

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou for that Insert, that's so kind of you! I did send some stuff, and the reply was very tactful but asked if I knew what poetry is for? And I don't :0)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hello Di,

I do hope you get to read this comment.

I was reading this poem and thought of that one little flower I saw growing through the crack of concrete. They say life is fragile, but many species of plants have learned to adapt to conditions we never thought they would, and so life goes on.

I took much from your words, and your caring nature shining through, which we all need in this world. 

Well done on writing such a meaningful piece.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Wow! Jenny, thankyou :0) You have made so happy, as your work inspires me very much