Beautiful Heat

Beautiful Heat

A Poem by .::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.
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Inspired by a camp fire,interpret it your way!!

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Fire burning big and bright

warming my hands and arms.

If just for right now,

I can forget the cold reality.

 

Fire light making our faces glow.

If just for right now,

we can relax.

 

Fire burning hot and strong

cooking what I need to survive.

If just for right now,

I know I will survive.

 

Fire burning orange,yellow and blue

captivating me as its flicker and shows intensity

right before my own eyes.

© 2008 .::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.


Author's Note

.::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.
Nothing's perfect,Don't be too harsh please!!

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Lovely description & use of repetition. Although you stated that this was written about a campfire, it can indeed be interpretted as a metaphor for anything (or anyone) that provides a safe haven from the "cold reality". Nice job with this. =)

Posted 15 Years Ago


Having sat around more camp fires then i can count, i can attest to the power of the flame. Hypnotic and theraputic. I liked it !

Mr.Lopez

Posted 15 Years Ago


We went to a hayride/bonfire last week, and you capture perfectly the depth and feel of a fire (as well as the metaphorical aspects of heat and light). Awesome and beautiful!

Craig

Posted 15 Years Ago


Wow go that from a campfire... you can take this definitely as a metaphor for a eternal love

Fire burning big and bright
warming my hands and arms.
If just for right now,
I can forget the cold reality.


Great opening stanza, it's like saying everything the person gives you makes all the past pain seem like nothing... Very nicely done.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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My Name is Rebekah but everyone calls me Beck or Beckah or my fav Cup^E^Cake & I was born in Ohio but Raised in the south. My poems are about things that really happend some where in my life weather .. more..

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