"firebug" poems - Hello Poetry

At some point, I think everyone dreams of fire to burn bridges down, tumbling rubble, metal melting back into lava you could start again, then, It would be easy enough I’m not saying that I like to watch the skins of structures peel but who doesn't look at a burning building and feel something more than fear something more than loss something more like hope and excitement a racing heart that soars above the sirens and sends voices, through pulses, into your ear you could run into that, you know you could pull someone out save something you could make it beautiful

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Oct 17, 2013

Oct 17, 2013 at 3:15 PM UTC

emmaelisabethwood

Firebug

At some point, I think everyone dreams of fire to burn bridges down, tumbling rubble, metal melting back into lava you could start again, then, It would be easy enough I’m not saying that I like to watch the skins of structures peel but who doesn't look at a burning building and feel something more than fear something more than loss something more like hope and excitement a racing heart that soars above the sirens and sends voices, through pulses, into your ear you could run into that, you know you could pull someone out save something you could make it beautiful

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We are defined by many things in our lives. You're a good son. A great older brother. An eagle scout and crazy *** metal guitarist. A firebug and science nerd and my friend. I know cancer is devastating and destroys. Loved ones are targets for despair's anger. You can't control your ending. Life or death. Your victory is remaining you. Michael.

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Feb 2, 2023

Feb 2, 2023 at 8:51 PM UTC

BJD

A Poem to Michael with Cancer

We are defined by many things in our lives. You're a good son. A great older brother. An eagle scout and crazy *** metal guitarist. A firebug and science nerd and my friend. I know cancer is devastating and destroys. Loved ones are targets for despair's anger. You can't control your ending. Life or death. Your victory is remaining you. Michael.

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i know what this is, this is madness, this is craving for a touch, for the self-destructive nature of his clutch, these are soulmates who only want it rough, these are kisses and we never get enough: these are chances and we only get them once.

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Nov 3, 2017

Nov 3, 2017 at 7:25 PM UTC

kjpainter

come a little closer, firebug

i know what this is, this is madness, this is craving for a touch, for the self-destructive nature of his clutch, these are soulmates who only want it rough, these are kisses and we never get enough: these are chances and we only get them once.

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✧ Hers the stillness of stone Patient and deathless and cold Hers the anger of sun Scorching and decimating and endless Hers the patience of forest Timeless and choking and vast Iquili pulls the moon from the sky Cups it in her palm like a firebug Whispers into it her many secrets And the names of forgotten gods Iquili crushes the moon to dust between her fingers Casts it to the wind Watches the fragments float into sky To become new stars Unyielding and burning amongst a black ruin Iquili screams into the dead night Vomits a new moon into the dark, Grinning and covered in blood Hers the Power of nothing Hers the Power of all Hers to make and bend and break the world Hers to ruin Hers to raze

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Aug 10, 2018

Aug 10, 2018 at 4:17 AM UTC

georgia-marginson-swart

Iquili under mountain

✧ Hers the stillness of stone Patient and deathless and cold Hers the anger of sun Scorching and decimating and endless Hers the patience of forest Timeless and choking and vast Iquili pulls the moon from the sky Cups it in her palm like a firebug Whispers into it her many secrets And the names of forgotten gods Iquili crushes the moon to dust between her fingers Casts it to the wind Watches the fragments float into sky To become new stars Unyielding and burning amongst a black ruin Iquili screams into the dead night Vomits a new moon into the dark, Grinning and covered in blood Hers the Power of nothing Hers the Power of all Hers to make and bend and break the world Hers to ruin Hers to raze

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I found her at the base of trees, on the sunny side along a breeze at the end of sunsets golden time this playful firebug flew beside then landed on these time worn hands pulsing and so bright, fearlessly she rested and in my palms remained alight She's made of air and I of earth and yet together we were merged and in this silent, sacred place we slipped the chains of time and space Her light sank right into my skin filling up these veins as under Luna's influence we talked about the rain we'd weathered many growling storms and I said as she was going it is not your glow that I love so it's that you are still glowing. I'll light a candle for you firebug every anniversary of the moon blessed and enchanted night you came to visit me your light sank deep into my skin my fearless bright explorer the sky without your playful light feels once more like a corner oh my little firebug you flew so near and lit a light so strong and pretty what am I without it?

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Jan 8, 2020

Jan 8, 2020 at 3:54 PM UTC

That_Trev_Fisher_Guy

The Firebug

I found her at the base of trees, on the sunny side along a breeze at the end of sunsets golden time this playful firebug flew beside then landed on these time worn hands pulsing and so bright, fearlessly she rested and in my palms remained alight She's made of air and I of earth and yet together we were merged and in this silent, sacred place we slipped the chains of time and space Her light sank right into my skin filling up these veins as under Luna's influence we talked about the rain we'd weathered many growling storms and I said as she was going it is not your glow that I love so it's that you are still glowing. I'll light a candle for you firebug every anniversary of the moon blessed and enchanted night you came to visit me your light sank deep into my skin my fearless bright explorer the sky without your playful light feels once more like a corner oh my little firebug you flew so near and lit a light so strong and pretty what am I without it?

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