Burning my memories,

one by one.

Igniting past pains,

cauterising old wounds.

 

Flaming, hot, words,

vitriolic in verse.

Flagellation, flagration,

purge passions, past-tense.

 

Incinerate insinuations,

imaginings real.

Immolate in sincerity,

allows hearts to heal.

 

In a blaze of gold glory,

the past is undone;

to rise like the phoenix,

from the flames of the sun.

 

© Phoenix  2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

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