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Failure

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A fire once done doesn't unburn,

nothing can return at all.

I couldn't extinguish the inferno

and if wishing were water

it still wouldn't matter,

it couldn't exchange my now for another.

Even returning to the vulnerable spark

which introduced light to the dark,

I can't affect the progression rate,

the incineration is just too great.

Could I alter the fuel, change it's fate?

No, sadly it's all too late.

My life is grey ash and there's no one to blame

only the inexorable flame.

◄ Yo Mum

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Ann Foxglove

Sun 18th Apr 2010 20:20

I just found this thanks to Graham's comment. It is a wonderful poem, subtle and powerful too. xx

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Graham Sherwood

Sun 18th Apr 2010 20:17

I found this looking back at your work. Some very lovely words here Alison. I wish I'd seen it earlier.

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jane wilcock

Fri 16th Apr 2010 23:17

This is really atmospheric.May you find your spark though. Janex

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Rachel McGladdery

Fri 16th Apr 2010 22:11

Amazing poem.
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Thu 15th Apr 2010 21:44

Hi Alison-this is a wonderful poem-can,t fault it in any way-brilliant! thanks-Stefan.

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