I Set A Match To It

I set a match to it

I needed a fire

I watched it burn 

I did not retire.

The flame grew hotter

and did not tire
The flame grew higher
I watched you expire

I heard the screeches
I heard the screams
Each word screamed mercy
As I threw in letters by the reams

I heard the letters scream
Each lie screamed louder
So I held my ears tighter
I'd burn them to powder

I had no mercy
I felt nothing but relief
Relief from days of sorry
He stole my life that thief

I burned him out of my heart
I burned the letters
I burned every lie
With each moment I felt better

The words flew up on the flames
As each one tried to escape
I pushed them back in with a rake
I shall squash them just like grapes

I started a fire 
I was not afraid
I burned it to ashes
Then with thanksgiving, I bowed my head and prayed

Reviews

[redzone]

Well Honey Bee I don't pray, but that fire sure sounds like it can purge many ugly things... there is a saying I like: the truth won't set you free, but you can't get free without the truth.. So burn them lies and seek truth and together with millions and millions we can get free... thanks for your poem of fire!!!
~~redzone

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks redzone!

[Vanessa van Gersie]

this poem even though passionate has a humor i adore.In fact the imagery in this poem is spectacular i could almost see you knocking those letters back with a rake... Great write

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks Vanessa! I just had to get those letters back in the fire!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Hot damn, no pun intended :) You certainly set your feeling a blaze in the inferno of a poem. Excellent display of emotion.

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks Rock and Roll Cowboy!

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

My pleasure Honey Bee

[Lyn Anderson]

Wow, that is powerful stuff. I like it, I like it a lot. Makes me want to start a fire ...

[Honey-Bee]

I am glad you like it. It helped me burn some passion. Thanks KL Goode!

[Sugar Plum ♥]

What impressed me here is the big contrast between the whole poem and the last line "I bowed my head and prayed". The fire is the element of destruction and burning signs of the past, but also of opening a new way and new beginning.. In your poem it`s obviously all about love and broken heart. Everyone experienced that pain and the burning of the heart is equivalent to the burning of all letters, of lies and illusions, memories of the past love. There is something magical in that action, after burning, your soul is relieved and your being returns to the peace again..with this prayer. I liked that allusions. very well done!

:: Sugar Plum ::
:: June 014

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks Sugar Plum!