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A Farewell (Smoke & Ashes)

Poetry By: Mackenzie James

The story of a man watching a life end.

Submitted:Jun 21, 2012    Reads: 17    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

The rust speckled door knob

Keeps hands from warming its heart.

Shattered glass and splintered pine over an open roast,

That ignites a simmer in my own heart.

A tear climbs hesitantly down my cheek like a rock climber scaling in defeat,

Whispering to himself don't look down, don't look down.

The crackle and sigh of the burn,

A sigh so loud the smoke filters out a misty white.

The flame grows even thicker,

housing a furious red.

A hand comes to my back,

And pulls me in tighter

So I don't have to watch it all cascade away

In a climax of pain and ashes.


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