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Self Combustion

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I’ve dabbled in darkness

the match, centimeters

from singeing

my fingers, my soul

A symphony of sirens

felt like a lullaby

why?

you’d have to look deeper

I’d have to share more

than embers greyed, tired

I’d have to breathe life

into the fire

 

 

Written for d’verse Poets Pub. De is our host for this week’s Quadrille prompt. A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, not including the title. De has chosen the word ” fire” which must be incorporated into the poem.

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19 responses »

  1. Well written.

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  2. “I’d have to share more

    than embers ”

    and that last line is awesome!

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  3. There is a mysterious feel to this, Mish. Sounds like the beginning of a story.

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  4. I like the idea that you are much more that shows on the surface. A symphony of sirens…
    Very nice!
    Dwight

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  5. The last line this most excellent poem is incredible

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  6. This is just gorgeous:
    “I’d have to share more

    than embers greyed, tired”

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  7. The smoldering fire can be so toxic. No real warmth will come from the tired ember

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  8. “I’d have to share more than embers greyed, tired”… this is beyond beautiful!💖

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  9. I love your riff on ‘playing with fire’, Mish, especially the lines:
    ‘A symphony of sirens
    felt like a lullaby’
    and
    ‘I’d have to share more
    than embers greyed, tired
    I’d have to breathe life
    into the fire’.

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  10. You had me with “I’ve dabbled in darkness.”
    I think you meant to link this up with yesterday’s prompt? Rather than Poetics “super” prompt?
    However, the first line could appeal to either…that’s for sure! Well done.

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    • Oh that’s what I did wrong!! I was wondering why it didn’t show up at the top of the quadrille. I was scrambling at work to post it on my break, then couldn’t figure out why it was not there when I got home. So sorry Lillian, I will remove it asap.

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  11. I like the idea of breathing life into the fire at the end.

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  12. Intriguing and mysterious…a dark fire.

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  13. I feel like it’s Carrie ( à la Stephen King) speaking. A mysterious figure there.

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  14. Oh I feel this. Especially how, “A symphony of sirens
    felt like a lullaby”
    Darkness is no place to learn discernment, that’s for sure.

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  15. Wonderfully expressed, Mish. “I’ve dabbled in darkness” made me cringe with recognition. I suppose it is part of the journey in which we are so good at self-deception, leading to self-combustion/destruction. The question is, did we turn on the light?

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  16. I sensed arson, then saw the title- perfect. Liked the symphony of sirens as lullaby.

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  17. This is so intriguing. One who really wants to understand will have to step up the game and dig deeper….(be it love or life) so true !

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  18. Excellent, especially the controlled tone there.

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