: phoenix feathers : silver linings :

By NikesRain

she's like shifting storm clouds
moving with purposeful steps
never great assuming strides
her feet are too small for that
in shades of undulating grey so deep
it makes the almost white seem like a smile
but we know that's only a passing cover
until the match is struck from unseen gods
and it's all she can do to stand in the flames

she's picking up strewn tuberose
as she moves across the marble
petals fading in the shadows
bowed heads for bent faith
the scent of burning trust lingering
barely discernable in the ash
its all on fire again
her house of hope set ablaze
pillars of billowing darkness
from a tower of stained glass

through all the flames and all the smoke
silence dancing across coals and embers
there's a stirring of wings
beneath the rubble of what was
aching to race into another possible
maybe the fire can rebirth the storm
and fill a garden anew again

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Published on Tuesday, October 24, 2006. Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"

Comments on ": phoenix feathers : silver linings :"

On Saturday, December 3, 2016, sIo (926) wrote:

This is genuinely like Cinderella at the very end of the night but she has no idea that she's about to be covered in pumpkin and mice.
On Monday, January 30, 2012, Magdalena (614) wrote:

Stunning imagery and write.
On Friday, August 1, 2008, Scarrzz (238) wrote:

Your words are so full of meaning. The feelings they evoke and the story they tell are much deeper than the words themselves. Beautifully constructed. I especially liked "bowed heads for bent faith the scent of burning trust lingering" and I liked the hope of flying again. Sometimes it's good to be reminded that there is a future with unknown possibilities.
A former member wrote: I sense a bit of hope... perhaps the warmth of some silver light shining through stained glass, lining the path out of the ash... gorgeous, as ever, you words never cease to make my heart take flight, so soft, so incredibly delicate, you are the goddess o
A former member wrote: of hushed down, of whispered passion, of hummingbirds and dew... thanks for being you Doe, I've missed you... where you been, gorgeous? &hearts; D
On Wednesday, November 15, 2006, Mylissa (845) wrote:

Amazing, I love the flow. Beautiful.
On Sunday, November 12, 2006, AniDayz (820) wrote:

i've still, no words... ... ...*
On Wednesday, November 15, 2006, NikesRain (1298) wrote:

*hugs*
A former member wrote: You continue to be one of my favorite writers here. You wirte with such pose and purpose. Wonderful
On Wednesday, October 25, 2006, TaintedButterfly (670) wrote:

Felt like I was being reborn! The most beautiful of hearts, speaking the most beautiful, yet tragic of words, and I still felt such hope. To stand alone doesn't mean you are alone. Means you've gained strength! Beautiful Doe.. *hugs* Julia~
A former member wrote: Nicely written, I loved your feeling of emotion, and liveliness in this piece ][ Nstant ][Nsanity
On Tuesday, October 24, 2006, hate_doll (265) wrote:

I like your use of blank verse..it makes this very elegant and mysterious...deep pangs of sadness will always be offset by regrowth, wonderful our capacity for hope:) lovely write, darling
On Tuesday, October 24, 2006, Dancing_Monkey (1246) wrote:

This was a good read. The Idea was not new or nothing. But it was realy well put together
A former member wrote: this was so beautifully expressed yet held a lonesome quality about it. makes me want to cry yet i cant stop reading it. lovely write ~Eden