Slowly Burning Flame
Boom, Crack, squeals of fireExplode in the night
On the eve of tired
Independence rites
I witness new feelings
Acquired by potluck pride
That begin swelling
While not being sure of the tides
Of emotions that are cresting
When simple things salve grief
From past relationships destruction
Where peaceful relief
Evokes a release from mourning
Witnessed by self forgiveness
Spoken in silence consoling
While dependence becomes independence
Still I wonder while taking
Cautious steps towards
A gradual, slowly burning
Flame flickering onwards
Towards a scene
That is not clearly defined
There is hopeful meaning
For a future wistfully desired
Poetry by Kee Zealy
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Written on 2025-07-04 at 13:51
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