Pen to Paper
The surface is scarred
Dull black spatters
Staining the virginal
Emptiness of the page
Burning experience
Long extinguished
Now revived
With wounded whispers
The slow breath that entices the ember to glow
Words are the memory of experience
As ashes are the memory of fire
Dull black spatters
Staining the virginal
Emptiness of the page
Burning experience
Long extinguished
Now revived
With wounded whispers
The slow breath that entices the ember to glow
Words are the memory of experience
As ashes are the memory of fire
posted by Ernest Scribbler at 12/04/2004 07:29:00 PM
2 Comments:
"Words are the memory of experience
as ashes are the memory of fire."
As growth is the mirror of pain...?
As depth is a reflection of pain...?
The ashes would be the scars that can be rekindled with enough aggravation to restart a fire.
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