It courses through my soul
A pounding rhythm beating
To the melody
of this hummingbird heart
It’s a sound of you
Stolen to thought
Trapped in perceptions
I cannot release
Ever present I fight the urge
But still I run into the vision
flames dancing on the sands
Unquenchable all consuming
Though it burns my fingertips
I reach out to hold you
Because I crave the fire
of your wild imagings
They blaze through my mind
Blinding me with brilliance
A light found hidden
On the edge of insanity
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Dance on the edge, girl...
ReplyDeleteunique and wonderful interpretaion of the image, ranee. enjoyed and thanks for posting it :)
ReplyDeleteI like it, especially the imagery behind: flames dancing on the sands
ReplyDeleteUnquenchable all consuming
Nice one shot.
Love the fire metaphor - the picture and poem are a perfect harmony of images.
ReplyDeleteThe burning and craving create a nice contrast with the desire that flows through the body of the poem.
ReplyDeleteNcely done for One Shot
Moonie hugs
The rhythm and the burn..sexy! Well written. Thanks, Gay
ReplyDeleteThat fire of insanity... powerful idea not fearing that edge. Indeed a human reach of desire, though been known to cause many burns. Nice work!
ReplyDeleteFelt warm reading you Ranee, love the fire imagery..Passionate one shot :)
ReplyDeletei have found much passion there at the edge of insanity...very nice..
ReplyDeleteExquisite use of imagery yet again. "Flames dancing on the sand" was just one of a number of powerful images you spun. Spellbinding poem.
ReplyDeleteGreat and powerful imagery once again. The way you used the picture to create something so different is amazing.
ReplyDeleteGood mind-pictures, good flow/line breaks - worthwhile work. :)
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