Scattered Ashes

by Twisted Heart   Sep 9, 2006


Like gentle rain they meet the breeze
Drifting through the air's own breath
Tainted smell of burning leaves
On the cool ground they come to rest.
The embers of a smoldered fire
Takes hold the wind in sweet embrace
Collected souls who's own desire
To rise above the hot flame's fate.
Flickered then extinguished ghosts
No longer to renew their passion
The night gives life as their hosts
But they remain just scattered ashes.

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  • 18 years ago

    by LadyPearl

    I loved it. Thanks for entering my contest. wonderful descriptions.

  • 18 years ago

    by Ashleigh Skye

    This is very intereseting. Usually when I see ashes I dont think beauty but this poem changed that for me. I can actually visualise everything that you described with such elequint word choise.

  • 18 years ago

    by Esther

    This is really good 5/5! but i mean this in the nicest waypossible it needs just a tiny bit more tweaking! soz if u think it's harsh!

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