bonfire magic
red firefly lightning bits
mesmerized by night
flaming sparkling hot
bright red-orange turning to gray
bonfire magic
Guy
Fawkes Night
bonfire vibes
feel the magic
nice
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flames ^ ^ ^ blazing
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on bonfire ^ ^. ^ ^ ^
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LIGHT UP THE LANTERNE Poetry Contest/ Nette Onclaud/June 18, 2025
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flies
near by
dead bonfire
pyrophilous
glow
Flames
shimmer
like old times --
friends' raucous tales
Glow
Light up the lanterne
Sponsor: nette onclaud
June 17, 2025
Burn
to ruin
as ash flies
on wind to you
sigh.
Where Stars Collide and Shine Ablaze
and Passions Stir where Great Fires Rage,
Where Internal Treasures Oscillate
and Glow like Wild Fires with Wild Flames,
and Ignite by the Zenith within
to catch the Zephyr into the Calm Sea Of Bliss,
where Bonfires Blaze there I call Home
and Drift the Abyss, from Within I Roam,
from Within I Sail beyond the Reaches Of Time
beyond the Oceans Of Darkness, Into Rivers Sublime
Into Rivers Of Light that Illumine the Nights
that Illumine the Heart that Illumines the Minds,
I'M A BONFIRE
5th of November
Bonfire night
Why is it we remember
Guy fawkes set it alight
5th of November
Anti establishmentarian
Parliament a burning ember
Observance of many puritans
A plot was foiled
To blow up house of Lords
Guy fawkes plan spoiled
With dynamite and swords
Nowadays celebrated by a bonfire
The release of fireworks
Pay homage to the people's sire
I think it's berserk
Not a party pooper
Loud bangs scare this writer
Also animals can scatter
Guy fawkes was mad as a hatter
His attempt to overthrow was thwarted
Stood by dynamite he was caught
Sentenced to death and live in the tower
That's what happen if you go against power
Nothing really has changed
We're still locked up in chains
Speak out or scream and shout
You will be banned or taken out
No more posting on social media
You end up arrested for schizophrenia
The world nowadays hazy gone crazy
Smoke screens and lies make it hazy
Back to topic Guy fawkes
Never allowed to enter talks
He wasn't happy with the Lords
So got his rebels and drew thier swords
If ghosts are real, what have we done?
The skeleton inside of me, taste like blood
The shadows are speaking to me, like stones in my pockets
Told you about my birthday, but you forgot about it
In a city of angels, I smell the bonfire smoke
Creatures in the woods, wear a dark green cloak
Sliced like crops in a field, with a scythe
More sour than, my lemon juice lies
This distorted love, is a lie in the dark
My midnight conversations, are like Medusas touch
Every piece of my soul, is against my better judgment
If I give you my heart, please don’t lose it
Popping and crackling
Red hot oranges with yellows
Snapping at hot dogs
One falls off of Johnny’s stick
Mama pushes new one on
Was this simply a predestination or one fate made true?
It all happened so fast, just as my eyes can blink from green to blue
Paper flowers unfolding; artificial growth of life's prose that show rhymes have nothing worthy or anew
Tampering with the speed of this time machine, I have lost the governor's screw
I'm shaken by how heavy this hammer hits, and then the bell rings as though it was threw
Maybe it's just the pointless pounding in my head or the hatred my heart has walked through?
The sun's getting really low now, while my memories are shaded from its view
Except for all the ones that you and I have faded to
If you're reading this, also know that I miss you
But like the fire I'm sitting by, my heart is broken, much like the sticks that started it; in two
A single key
turns the lock
of the door
you’ve been
pushing against
for all
the life in you it takes,
the door like Life breaks
into a million pieces,
and there at your feet
like irretrievable moments scattered,
you try to avoid the splinters,
but you gather them up instead,
each splinter a word lit, now
the bonfire burns
inside the inferno
the life renewed, borne again
wakes, it walks on water,
just,
as it walks through flames,
there the compass
draws you home,
like a magnet
calls the key
Candide Diderot. ‘24
key.
compass.
Where Stars Collide and Shine Ablaze
and Passions stir where Fires Rage,
where Eternal Treasures Oscillate
and Philosopher Stones shine like a Solar Sage,
where Exotic Gems pulsate from Deep Within
and Glow like Wildfires with Wild Flames,
where Embers Uproar in a Blaze Of Glory
and Ascend towards Legendary,
and Eyes Glisten with Celestial Luminosity
Vanquishing the Lesser with Heavenly Aristocracy,
Pulsating Heaps Of Light like Sun Beams
and Chakras Ignite like Solar Bolts Of Lightning,
and a Triune of Mind, Body, Spirit Resurrect
and Blitz Forth like Chariots,
where Souls Ignite and Scintillate
there, the Heart that burns with Bonfire Faith
She must of been,
a bonfire,
The way the drifters,
Drifted,
To her love,
And the warm dress,
Of her ethereal,
embers,
Upon,
The golden shore
Reynaldo Casison
skipping
twirling
dancing
whirling
twisting
turning
popping
burning
smashing
ashing
fire
pyre
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