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Life Is A Privilege

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Life is a privilege. Its youthful days
Shine with the radiance of continuous Mays.
To live, to breathe, to wonder and desire,
To feed with dreams the heart’s perpetual fire,
To thrill with virtuous passions, and to glow
With great ambitions – in one hour to know
The depths and heights of feeling – God! in truth,
How beautiful, how beautiful is youth!

Life is a privilege. Like some rare rose

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The Law

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The sun may be clouded, yet ever the sun
Will sweep on its course till the cycle is run.
And when onto chaos the systems are hurled,
Again shall the Builder reshape a new world.

Your path may be clouded, uncertain your goal;
Move on, for the orbit is fixed for your soul.
And though it may lead into darkness of night,
The torch of the Builder shall give you new light.

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Boots

by Rudyard Kipling

INFANTRY COLUMNS

We're foot--slog--slog--slog--sloggin' over Africa --
Foot--foot--foot--foot--sloggin' over Africa --
(Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again!)
There's no discharge in the war!

Seven--six--eleven--five--nine-an'-tw enty mile to-day --
Four--eleven--seventeen--thirty-two the day before --
(Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again!)

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An Olive Fire

by Robert William Service

An olive fire's a lovely thing;
Somehow it makes me think of Spring
As in my grate it over-spills
With dancing flames like daffodils.
They flirt and frolic, twist and twine,
The brassy fire-irons wink and shine. . . .
Leap gold, you flamelets! Laugh and sing:
An olive fire's a lovely thing.

An olive fire's a household shrine:

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Two Sunsets

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

In the fair morning of his life,
When his pure heart lay in his breast,
Panting, with all that wild unrest
To plunge into the great world's strife

That fills young hearts with mad desire,
He saw a sunset. Red and gold
The burning billows surged and rolled,
And upward tossed their caps of fire.

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Recent Fire Poems

Baptism : New form Poetry

by Ghairo Daniels

\\\|| FIRE L I G
/\/\/\ H T itself ~ baptised ~~
***** ***** ||||
**** ***** my forsaken body
************* +++ *********
R \\/ \/ \\ // \/ D R /\ /\/\/\/\///
E \\/\/\ E E /\//\\/\/\///
D \\\/\/\/ +++ R \\ D /\/\/\/\///
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haiku : shaped : metamorphose

by Ghairo Daniels

haiku : metamorphose

stillpoint explodes, bang
dark waters earth fire wind all ~
petals unfurl, soar
_____________________
hiku
~~~~~~~~~
still
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rapids and a turtle

by atef ayadi

she said:
"you don’t debug the fire by blowing it out."
i said:
" do you have some fire in you, you want me to blow out?
i have a bag of left over ice in the freezer, in case.
cause i do not have a fire extinguisher in the house,
therefore ice comes handy.
yeah, i am that firefighter, fighting fire with ice."

haiku : hiku 10 : metamorphose

by Ghairo Daniels

haiku : metamorphose

stillpoint explodes, bang
dark waters earth fire wind all ~
petals unfurl, soar
_____________________
hiku
~~~~~~~~~
still
•

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Amnesia and Inner Fire

by Igor Vykhovanets

Amnesia and Inner Fire
by Igor Vykhovanets with ChatGPT

Amnesia

Amnesia! Amnesia! —
Forgot the Spirit’s core.
How dull we’ve grown — inside the skull,
Only lies and horror roar.

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