of two

Poem #78 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction


where

where o flame
do you reach for

strive

where do you aim
what do you seek
with your pulsing dance

do you climb
just as high
as ever till you reach
the top

o flame

I dance with you

I reach up
I fall
I reach again
to my height
beyond
to the sky

let us meld
in your heat
we two
burned
molten
into a flowing reaching
wavering determined
wave of fire

of one

we two


© Frank Prem 2017

Bachelard and me Poem #79: mining

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