Paper Fires

A Poem By Hannah W. // 7/31/2011

**It's short, but there was nothing else to post it with.**

flick, flame
lick, claim
it starts to burn.

sparks fly in empty sky
no stars, no light to see.

we’re starting paper fires
burning bright as supernovas—

sparks find my empty mind
all I want is light to see.

we’re starting paper fires
bright, bright burning—

like supernovas, they don’t leave
anything behind.



nice Hannah...

This was a very simple but thoughtful poem. The ninth line is especially clever; it is a very poetic way of wording.... It really is a great poem!!!! I love you!!!!!

Elizabeth | Mon, 08/01/2011


The Holy Spirit is the quiet guest of our soul." -St. Augustine

Wonderful. Your poems always

Wonderful. Your poems always begin the most curious trains of thought for me...

Annabel | Mon, 08/01/2011

The name caught my attention.

The name caught my attention. It may be short, but I think it suits the style of the poem very well. It's a charming little poem but now it's stuck in my head.

The Brit | Tue, 08/02/2011

very, very...

very, very wonderful.

Bernadette | Tue, 08/02/2011

I never have the right words

I never have the right words to describe your writing. "Amazing, wonderful, awesome, excellent!" nothing can quite get across what I'm trying to say.

I will buy your first book, and every book after that :)

Erin | Tue, 08/02/2011

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond


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