Begging in the breeze
By Stephanie Sideways
A bath of burning words
Drowning in scorched stanza
Metal head of heat
Hot hell of shouting hemisphere
How it haunts me
the crackle of ideas
Captured, catching fire
Disintegrating
Then dust.
Begging in the breeze
From the embers of emptiness
A Phoenix takes form
With tamed talons
She turns the taps
And the words like water flow
The air is clear once more
To receive the flight of my mysterious muse
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Copyright 2013 Stephanie Sideways
Published on Friday, March 29, 2013.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
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On Thursday, December 28, 2017, Just Dave
(457) wrote:
"A bath of burning words Drowning in scorched stanza". Brilliant first line in a fine poem. Great write. JD
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On Sunday, March 31, 2013, PoetessDarkly
(700) wrote:
wow your poetry is amazing!
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On Saturday, March 30, 2013, Devilish
(2657) wrote:
My goodness.. what do we have here . a poet with many levels of skill.. i love that .. hello there sweetie .. long time no see.. kisses
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A former member wrote:
My dear your mind is a place I wish to live, beautiful. This is an incredible piece of work, thanks for sharing! xoxo
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On Friday, March 29, 2013, FadedBlues
(2168) wrote:
...we have a torturing desire for inspiration. sometimes it takes begging...
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On Friday, March 29, 2013, dwells
(4284) wrote:
Write it all out and then write it all away in the resolution. Then attack from another angle and fly off the handle - your muse knows what to do so let it flow lady, cheers!
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On Friday, March 29, 2013, haunted
(849) wrote:
hmm very nice stephanie. your imagination is alive in this one. i read this like this is your vision of writing maybe. i liked this very much...good job!