Friend called me out... poetically
I used to write a lot, for the past two years I haven't. He wrote a poem saying he'll "carry my torch". I was slightly offended, here is what I wrote back. Feedback appreciated.
They say the word for not changing is "death."
You keep throwing stones together in hopes of a spark,
pinching your fingers to hold glowing embers but a brief sigh
will return you to the dark.
Friend, you cannot carry a sunset.
Friend, you cannot carry a forest fire.
Two stones smashed into flickering shadows that dance
against the cave wall you are chained to.
Your tongue is a rug burn and fingers rubbed raw from tracing
the same line in the sandstone.
Friend, you cannot carry a sunset.
Friend, you cannot carry a forest fire.
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Posted Jul 8, 2016, 4:38 AM UTC · edited
Man that's powerful, you showed him. I like especially like and get those lines. Make sure that forest fire keeps burning.