Phoenix – Goodbye, L.

Phoenix – Goodbye, L.

I wish I could hold in my hands,
your incandescent insecurities
and use them to fuel your fire.

Oh, what a sight…
Brightly consuming everything
until you emerge from the ashes,
— Radiant —

Yet I feel you slipping
melting through my fingers
down a path, I cannot follow…

A husk of who you appeared to be
anger sketched in steel
between the lines
of your beautiful face,
caught in a frenzy of fear
longing always to run
until there’s nowhere left to go.

I cry out!
The wind whistles in your hair
as part of me flies to catch up.
A little bird of love,
heart of gold and periwinkle,
who’ll follow you forever
no matter where you end up.

NB: Originally written in November 2018. 

© 2018 Lilith Ember All Rights Reserved

  • January 22, 2019

    Such a poignant understanding of a feeling we have all had at one time. Excellent.

  • January 23, 2019

    Lilith, I can feel you slipping through my fingers to a path I cannot follow. My paraphrase of your words is just divine. Read the poem Bittersweet by Rumi it’s joyous. Better yet, find the recording of Madonna reading it. Thank you for your words

  • February 5, 2019

    …whooo !

    Miss G

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