Poets and Storytellers Friday Writings #38: To Burn Posted by Rommy

There comes a time
to step outside
the inertia of apathy
that safety belt
of emotional restraint.

become fire
become ice
burn your impression deep
into the soul of life
before atrophy is complete
and unreversible
I tell myself…

But I like my eyes tearless
my heart a moderation
my mouth a bare smile
fire burns, ice burns,
I like this Novocain
of nonfeeling.

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18 Responses to Burn

  1. Helen says:

    Stellar writing!! Numbing ourselves is a way to survive when everything comes crashing down ….

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  2. magicalmysticalteacher says:

    Ah, but what you like is sometimes not what you get!


  3. Kestril Trueseeker says:

    Definitely me in the first few months of the pandemic.

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  4. Rall says:

    Good survival technique.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES says:

    I think burning with fire even as a metaphor seems like an awful lot of trouble!

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  6. Jim says:

    Reminds me of the song, “Mona Lisa”, “… a cold and lonely, lovely work of art.”

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  7. Well, perhaps it is possible to have a little bit of both at different times, as applicable.

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  8. Misky says:

    Super piece of writing, Debi.

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Jossina says:

    There are two ways about it and you have brought it out like a choice. Thoughtful writing

    Liked by 1 person

  10. The possible avenues are open, and sometimes may change. Right now I’d kill for the Novocaine.

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