Fuchsia

Fuchsia

A Poem by Jofer Serapio
"

I was inspired by The Invictus. =)

"

 

On pitch black solitary

A tiny light emanates from within

Crimson flare that burns inside

A wise man’s starry guide.

 

As beautiful as it is fierce

As long as it is short

Morpheus’ cloak turns to Apollo’s

As fuchsia blossoms to rose.

 

If table stains are so easily removed

Then why can’t mine be?

Can a puppet laugh on its own?

Can love be not outgrown?

 

Thus, when the wick passes away

I shan’t be lost no more

For no matter how narrow the path could seem,

I’ll remain walking till I no longer dream.

© 2009 Jofer Serapio


Author's Note

Jofer Serapio
Image Disclaimer: I do not own the image included. I just found that it suited my piece so there you go. Special thanks to the original artist.

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Inspiring. Your sentiment is perfectly expressed. You passed the disparaging emotion in reflection, focusing only on the passion. The only key to the gates of hell. The something that somehow connects one back up with life.
"As beautiful as it is fierce

As long as it is short

Morpheus' cloak turns to Apollo's

As fuchsia blossoms to rose."

You nailed the sentiment. That is incredibly accurate, and I have never seen it expressed in that way. Very honest, without being lost in the metaphor. Great balance.

I spent some time considering this line
"Can a puppet laugh on its own?"
Which brought my brain over to a story of Charles Willaferd, speaking on his characters that just "Go, all like cars going down the road" And although I most likely have spelled the writers name incorrectly, and my paraphrasing is very...liberal, I think that it correlates well. I think that is what was being put across, (and humor being joy is part of it as well). And I believe the voice in this is expressing a control that has lifted, as she is but the puppet left to laugh no more. Thats the anchor. Very real.
Made me stop, which is never bad.

Criticism:
"Thus, when the wick passes away

I shan't be lost no more

For no matter how narrow the path could seem,

I'll remain walking till I no longer dream."

I think your last line holds the most content in this block. I felt the "shan't" was awkward, yet i have no suggestion. The last block seemed to lack the luster that the first two had. Other than this I have no further complaints.
Great Read!! Serious honesty, with insight. (I'll have to read you more often!)

_Logan




Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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AG
very soft and well-symbolized.

the metaphors are utilized in very effective way.

your message is conveyed in a way that it comes off sort of very romantic.

an enjoyable read no less.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

WOw. I like the length and the imagery. Thank you for asking me to stop by and read this piece! Cheers, lea

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Inspiring. Your sentiment is perfectly expressed. You passed the disparaging emotion in reflection, focusing only on the passion. The only key to the gates of hell. The something that somehow connects one back up with life.
"As beautiful as it is fierce

As long as it is short

Morpheus' cloak turns to Apollo's

As fuchsia blossoms to rose."

You nailed the sentiment. That is incredibly accurate, and I have never seen it expressed in that way. Very honest, without being lost in the metaphor. Great balance.

I spent some time considering this line
"Can a puppet laugh on its own?"
Which brought my brain over to a story of Charles Willaferd, speaking on his characters that just "Go, all like cars going down the road" And although I most likely have spelled the writers name incorrectly, and my paraphrasing is very...liberal, I think that it correlates well. I think that is what was being put across, (and humor being joy is part of it as well). And I believe the voice in this is expressing a control that has lifted, as she is but the puppet left to laugh no more. Thats the anchor. Very real.
Made me stop, which is never bad.

Criticism:
"Thus, when the wick passes away

I shan't be lost no more

For no matter how narrow the path could seem,

I'll remain walking till I no longer dream."

I think your last line holds the most content in this block. I felt the "shan't" was awkward, yet i have no suggestion. The last block seemed to lack the luster that the first two had. Other than this I have no further complaints.
Great Read!! Serious honesty, with insight. (I'll have to read you more often!)

_Logan




Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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