Dusty Poetry #1

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I decided to challenge myself with something new so I wrote a poem today. Perhaps I will write more. Perhaps I will never rhyme again. Who can say? I am a mystery to myself.


The Burning Man

My bones are a burning bonfire
but by flames I am not consumed.
You might flee if you see the pyre.
So – for your sake – I am entombed
in ice to hide heat and brightness
from your eyes. You see me and know
nothing. I show only whiteness.
The forge inside rages hot, though.
Our frozen shield will not survive.
Winter must relent to summer.
I can’t hold back and stay alive.
Stay close. Burn with me if you can.
Or else ring alarm bells and give
warning – “Beware the burning man!”

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