Blow the heat,
Blow it cold,
As it eats,
It's rigid coal.
Burning red,
Watch it plead,
Slowly black,
And see it shred.
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When I linger - Short Poems
PoetryBy AJfoxWriter. The book of lingering between poems, as I love writing them I want to share them. Though these poems are at a beginner level, I'm very proud of every single piece. And will continue on writing.
Shred like flame
Blow the heat,
Blow it cold,
As it eats,
It's rigid coal.
Burning red,
Watch it plead,
Slowly black,
And see it shred.
