Flame

02/18/2013

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First a spark
then a flame
tiny and insignificant
slowly it grows
roaring and spitting
faster now it spreads

devouring all in its path
hungerly it feeds 
it takes no heed 
to the path of destruction 
left in its wake
so make no mistake
it leaves no escape

softer now it glows
sluggish and slow

presently it simply smolders
threatening to reawaken
slowly now it dies
and all that is left is
ashes



All work is the property of C Kempfer unless otherwise indecated


 


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Kendall
06/27/2013 2:57pm

That was an amazing poem! I love how you changed the font as the poem goes on, just like how a fire changes color as it goes on.

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