Friday, February 27, 2009

Chemical Reaction

Too bad you could never feel
-- O gentle fire! --
Without being burnt.

8 comments:

William Michaelian said...

I love it. Unfortunately, that means your poem is now cursed throughout eternity....

~im just only me~ said...

hey, at least it will last that long... Gotta take what i can :P Thanks :)

Mother of Perseus said...

@Cass: rofl.
I too love it; and yes... too bad.
This three liner... does it have a name/style type? or is it just free verse?

prehary... lol!

don't be emily said...

chemical romance. i think your life is undeniably if unwittingly ruled by chemistry and chemists.

~im just only me~ said...

"...From the ashes of destruction , grow the roses, grow the roses, grow the roses of success!!!!!" lol we need to watch that again...

Mother of Perseus said...

p.o.s.h....posh
and upon looking at this a second time, i think to myself... hmmm, anna nalick, very nice...

inespir

~im just only me~ said...

lol thanks, no special form, just random :) Kate, I dont know if I should be pleased or not about that lol :)

Mother of Perseus said...

I read this again today, and two things:
1)how true, and how beautiful
2) I was singing "grow the rose, grow the rose, grow the ros-ES!" in the shop yesterday, to the amusment of all.