Inside My Head

the literary rantings of Angie Frissore

fire.

Digging through  my yesterdays
I unearthed a tiny, smoldering flame
Just a little smoke at first
Waiting for its moment
To breathe, to run
And so my curiosity
Prodded
It poked at the ground
And watched the flame grow
From a safe distance
Until it was time
To jump in

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December 13, 2008 - Posted by | Poetry |

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