The Faithful Fire

by Pat Fitzgerald, posted in Poetry 
I have been working on techniques of disguising words. I am learning how to hide sentences into a poem. These are often unseen by the reader. Today's Poem should show how much of a success this has been. 

There had been several situations in recent weeks that helped bring rise to this Poem. Which also brings to mind that a good poem can be brought from out of nothing. I watched people react to each other from a distance. And also observed a little social media. Yet, this Poem has become the end result.

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The Faithful Fire 




Stoking storied storm-filled tales of life,
When walking or wading through walls of strife
Grow higher outside the fire of desire,
Yet you held, helped healing through love’s fire.



Painting pale pictures as quiet storms rise,
And carrying carefree one careless past lies.
Where love lifts lifelong blues without excuse,
As runaway ruins of thought reduce.



Where lies trump truth in fine wine’s disguise,
Yet you, the prize prime picked Love supplies.
There hateful hearts hatch hollow in vain,
To hinder the hopeful path past that domain.



The sunken sun sung soft songs to lift,
With spirits spilled within your warm love’s gift.
For you my last strength strained stand beside,
While wounded pride wept once set aside.



When truth turned tired through tongues that tried
To twist worn words where weak wills hide,
Your quiet kindness kept the course clear,
A lantern lit when loss loomed near.



So storms still stir these storied skies above,
Yet lies lose light where lives learn love.
Through flood and flame, through shadowed way,
Your faithful fire still finds the way.








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12 thoughts on “The Faithful Fire”

  1. I really like the precise way you think about your poetry structure. Your appreciation of the craft really shows and it is an inspiration to me.

    The piece is beautiful and I hope you go on to write an epic or two in a modernization of The Aeneid or Illiad. Mike

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  4. From where rise,

    if only downfall your n a m e ?

    M u s t t h eir l o v e e n d,

    or there loving all en d s ?

    B y w h o m w a s, – o n l y h o w – c a l l e d a s o u n d it s e l f u n s e n t ?

    W h a t

    big g e s t o f – r a g e c a n, unending one – break existe n t – o f f, it of itself – was,

    like fire drops be of –

    or engulfes, even –

    hill was, a power-

    full from flat base?

    To source even force must, what demise is, what

    a will was – when

    will even time run, from? / Out

    of – or

    from out of, OFF

    all must, all will –

    all must will,

    LOVE.

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    Dear Friend,

    Thank you for this work.

    I enjoyed masterful mastery lines of silk-mind cutting through pages of permanent permanently.

    Warm Wishes

    Your Friend

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