Burning Bright

Burning Bright

A Poem by ArtisticVisions

inspired by Fahrenheit 451 (by Ray Bradbury)

Pale skin shines in moonlight
dark eyes of gentle wonder
Flitting smile lining soft words
hands cupping the last yellow flower
brushing dewdrops on bowing grass.

A candle among blazing torches
mirror in an empty room
ticking hands of a clock
Confident, comforting
reflecting innocent truth.

Melody of a meaningless song
hidden oasis in a decaying world
a silent figure, cupped hands, head bent
holding the last flower of fall
standing among burning flames
pages crumbling like flightless birds

Fire, clean and quick,
until you fade too.

© 2018 ArtisticVisions

Author's Note

Clarisse McClellan deserves a poem :) I love Bradbury's poetic way of writing:
"The autumn leaves blew over the moonlit pavement..her face was slender and milk-white, and in it was a kind of gentle hunger that touched over everything with tireless curiosity."
If you haven't read F451 yet, I really suggest you do. It's less than 200 pages, but they say so much. Honestly, the world felt a little less vast when I realized the messages in the book. Our words will outlive us; the marks we chose to leave remain longer than we can imagine. Keep writing :) thanks for reading!

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Added on October 23, 2018
Last Updated on October 23, 2018



Hi, thanks for stopping by! Writing is my voice, and I hope to spread some light through my words. I've been writing poetry for a few years, mostly just for fun and to express myself. Advice is .. more..

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