Immolation Provides

Done for the "Write a poem using the given words" Competition

No more do I fear the fire, for it is my companion.
It is my weapon in my wars, and my heat in the coming colds.
Yearning with its flicker, it cheats me with fantasies of friendship.
I reach out and it burns me
I learn from it without it wanting to teach anything.
Precious as it is and scarlet as its hatred burns, I am eternally drawn to it.
It births from nothing but knowledge, by my hand, and owes me nothing for the life I gave it.
Dance by the flame, an affair with danger over life, though the life needs the fire.

I cannot trust my friend, fire, but it has never trusted me.
This, I cannot deny, is a wise choice.

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

Well, Mr. L.L. Cool Jay said it best, Aint No Body, Does it Better.

[A. Matthew Greenia]

Congratulations on the award, truly a great write. :)

[S.L.H]

Cheers! Very kind.

[Aethereal]

Congratulations for winning first prize. Now I understand why you won first prize for your topic was more original than mine. Someday I'll write a poem about Prometheus with some of your thoughts about fire in mind. Here you have used fire in a deeply metaphorical way. All things are driven from source to sink, from fire to ice. You have personified fire? Sunlight, and fire have nurtured us through the ages. Knowledge is fire. Knowledge may be used constructively or destructively. The Tree of Knowledge is a red hot burning bush.

[S.L.H]

Thanks dude! Your comments got just about the same great metaphors and imagery as I was hoping my poem would. Cheers.

[Keith]

Beautiful write, stands well as a narrative of fire but also a metaphor for so many things in life.

[S.L.H]

I'm glad. Thanks Kieth!

[Sharon L.H. Kelly]

A metaphor for so many different things. Something, perhaps, that we all have had to come to terms with at some point, and learn how to live with, in an unsettled existence. Well done!

[S.L.H]

Thank you, most kind!