Poems in the Manner of Hart Crane

FIRE DANCE

Flickering fire dances on the walls

Reminiscing memories long forgotten.

Shining light into the dark crevices

Of the mind’s battered state.

The feelings all encompassing from love and hate and hurt,

Too much

Were the words spoken that caused 

The head and the heart to curse.

Shouting and pleading with emotion

For the clouds to wash away the sparks.

Breathing in slowly, the smoke

Creates tears and fragility

No, I don’t love you anymore

Though, I miss you sometimes

Seems irrelevant when speaking out loud.

“Who dare try to cure the

Walking cancer

That has no strength?

Not in the way it seems it should.”

The shadows take over the wall

Fighting on embers to stay awake

It’ll be dark again soon

Then the memories can fade.