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Fleeting Beauty

Art displayed: Fire by Lisa Sommers

Bridges – by .Sinh (optional musical accompaniment)

 

Ephemeral beauty

Fleeting tragedy

Where I found you

In a high magnitude catastrophe

An amber stone born of blazing fire

Steaming water into airborne sapphire

The forest now a burning pyre

The emerald leaves fueled your greed

You had the world stand still enamored

The light of your radiance with insatiable maintenance

You consumed all

Until there was nothing left

The age of fire became ash

Nothing ever lasts

I found you in the remains of a world from long before

But

You do not belong here in the dark

Categories: poetry

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The Sad Owl

I'm just here. Until I'm not.

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