Phrases on Fire – Poem by Ali Grimshaw

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Now I sit inside heated regret
what I wish I would have said

rapid words that flew off my tongue
like butterflies leaving my mouth

beautiful at first sight, fluttering
toward you. With closer inspection

upon landing, were really illegal
firecrackers of burnt red destruction

flames that left you singed speechless
while I coughed on my smoking impulsivity.

© Ali Grimshaw 2018
Rewrite of a poem from 2017

Fire Up Creativity—dVerse Poetics

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