Summer Suns Fire

simmering heat of summer suns fire

alone in thought of what will transpire 

a tunnel of transition is the entering gate

hopeless wonder with an unsealed fate

garnish the tithes of given lost souls

cease the death of unproven tolls

creeping behind, leaving what was

summer suns fire will do what it does

reaping sites that the blind will see

forming what you will eventually be

shed the torment, repress the light

opening eyes into forever sight

transitioning patterns of what was thought

simmering heat of a soul that's taught

renewing soul with chattering eyes

you speak with no words, all the more wise

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i wish we would open our eyes...some say fire some say ice...mmm fire wins...

and there will be no more words...what i particularly like about this poem, even though it rhymes, is that it sounds like it just rolled off your poetic tongue onto the page..no stoppage to try to fit words into the scheme...very natural.

jacob

[Holly Mason]

thank you so fine sir truly

[Lily Mae]

A need life lesson.. very beautiful Holly..xo

[Holly Mason]

thank you for your sweet words