Cinders

Cinders

A Poem by Holly Mason

crackle, listen ,tumbling wood
strumming softly to be understood
graceful ,peaceful, surrender surrounds
letting the cinders tumble down
winds shift, understanding stands still
slowly ,walking , creeping uphill  
stumbling, falling, cinders burn down
stopping, staying , ashes surround
burning swiftly, the cinders will fall
empty but beautiful, started it all 

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© 2013 Holly Mason


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For carbon-based beings, theres something very gripping about watching something being reduced to carbon Holly. Perhaps its a recognition deep within of the process - is that what you meant by the last line "...started it all" ?
This recalled to me a German TV channel which closed down every night with the image of a real fire burning (recorded in real time), which I found truly memerising - not unlike the imagery you have conjured here for the reader.
Its great to read you again dear friend. Have a great weekend :D

Posted 5 Years Ago


Lovely movement in this poem, it wisps along in a lovely way.

Posted 5 Years Ago


and the cinders burn and the cinders fall...i imagine sitting in front of a bonfire, like i have often done, and wondering what the flames are thinking of us as we watch them.

this has the rhythm of a glowing ember brightening and fading, brightening and fading.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Your poetry is all about messages, such an honor reading your work...

Posted 6 Years Ago


Haunting.

A few askew commas.

Every other pair of lines rhymes. Why did you do that? Curiosity speaking, not meanness.

Very rhythmic.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Holly Mason

6 Years Ago

no meanness taken*)......as for the rest because it reads well ...I just love words , structuring an.. read more
"Cinder" my red merle Shepard , My first, chased trucks, I called, he looked,
" Cinder "
Yes, your words still me, move me, and I call to "Cinder"

Posted 6 Years Ago


I appreciate the feeling within this one all the more after the last few days of refrigeration... I need sit in front of a fire and let the mind flow where I need to be.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Holly, this was a wonderful write. It shows such a picture, and I could see it so vividly in my head, while reading this. Poems like this are always my favorite :) Keep up the good work, and I hope you're doing well!!

Posted 6 Years Ago


The flow and rhyme of this are excellent; wood, fire, ashes... what we build in the past burns in memory... Love this, Holly.

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Holly Mason
Holly Mason

Rockledge, FL



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