If We Burn
What flares instead to replace our
privileged nights? And which
assemblage of words could reorder these
deaths into comprehension,
change I can’t breathe from epitaph
to actuated plea for help?
Are words ever enough?
Can we stack our indifference and fear
into a mile-high pyre, and torching it
watch them rise to nothingness,
disappearing through the clouds
into the streaming light of cold, dark stars?
Raise your hands and sing. Blow softly
upon the ember. Inhale and recall.
Do you still feel? Will you breathe?
Every fire needs oxygen.
“If We Burn” first appeared on this blog in December, 2014. It’s also included in my chapbook, If Your Matter Could Reform.
Stunning!
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You’re very kind. Thank you.
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“Every fire needs oxygen.” Gorgeous.
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Thank you, Annie.
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Very nice, sir. I love “Raise your hands and sing. Blow softly/upon the ember. Inhale and recall.” Exquisite.
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Thank you, Robert. You are generous.
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Stellar
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Thanks, Tosha. Much appreciated.
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You’re welcome.
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“And which
assemblage of words could reorder these
deaths into comprehension…”
I warrant that no words could or should render the deaths of which you write, comprehensible. However, your words do offer an opportunity for reflection and ‘re-imagining’. For that, dear poet, I am grateful!
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Even words, as powerful as they are, can’t make sense of the senseless.
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So very true. Brings me to tears.
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A gentle, exquisite way to start my day, Bob. Thank you.
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Thank you, Cate.
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Can’t believe how much I have missed due to my hiatus.
Do you still feel? Will you breathe?
Every fire needs oxygen.
There has never been a better ending. A declaration just sad enough and still too beautiful to awaken any lover.
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A sad but truthful ending. And thank you for your kind words.
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“assemblage of words could reorder these
deaths into comprehension,”
Thank you for sharing your art. So much can escape my view in the void of WordPress. Happy you found me so I could find us.
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Thank you, Andrew. So pleased that we have connected.
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Reblogged this on The Hiking Poet.
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Thanks for reblogging!
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Cool poem. First time reading your poems! They are amazing and deep.
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Thank you for your kind words. Much appreciated.
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“Raise your hands and sing. Blow softly
upon the ember. Inhale and recall.”
Wow. Very much wow.
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Thank you, Cheryl. I’m so pleased you like it.
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This is a great poem. Lovely phrasing. Are words ever enough?
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Thank you, John. Words can help, but I don’t think they’re ever enough. But we can’t blame that on the words…
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Wow!
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Thank you, George.
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Reblogged this on The Search for Veihalis and commented:
These are words most spectacular….
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Thanks for reblogging.
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Soothing
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But not painless.
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This is great… glad I stopped by today! 🙂
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Thank you very much. I’m so pleased you stopped by. My apologies for the delayed reply – I somehow missed your comment until today.
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wish I had the same command on the language as u have
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You are too kind. Thank you.
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Your protest poems (if I may term it that) are so elegant and lyrical, Bob. I have to think–a much more incisive and affecting way to move and, thus, persuade people. Blind vitriol and raw outrage tend to begat more of the same . . . so I have learned, the hard way.
Would be fascinated to hear how you read it, timbre- and pitch-wise.
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I’ve never been effective when loud and outraged. A quiet approach suits me better.
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Oh no, don’t stack the indifference and fear and burn them … that’ll only give them more room to grow. We wonder what happened to them when they faded into the night; where they would finally settle when their ashes follow the flow of the winds… oh the insecurities. Don’t let them burn.
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Ah, sounds as if you might have a poem there!
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This is amazing! I love the depth of it. Feel each word. ❤
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Thank you, Elizabeth. I’m glad it resonates with you.
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What flares instead to replace our privileged nights?
The answer is jazz… Paul Desmond!
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Works for me. And maybe some Bill Evans, though he might fit better with rain.
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Miles and Bill on Kind of Blue… literally perfect music!
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Kind of Blue is on my regular rotation these days. Can’t get enough of it!
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Smoked It…. Thoughts Are Hot enough to Burn the Readers (widout Oxygen) … Good Work..
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Thanks very much.
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Awesomeness!! Very captivating
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Thank you.
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Still re-learning to breathe. This is wonderful. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you, Belinda. Much appreciated.
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Would love to feature this on http://www.imperfectlife.com.au, with links back to your site.
Let me know if interested?
Denise
hello@denisemills.biz
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I’d be honored, Denise. Thank you.
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