Does the Phoenix feel the pull of the fire?
As the ashes draw flesh and feathers together
The image of flight has the Phoenix fixed
On the thermals of lust and wonder
Fully engaged he shoots with flames trailing
Straight towards the thermals to scan for his first lover
Looking over the skies he sees a dove and dives
Upon catching the dove he drives home his seed
Then as the dove reaches ecstasy she bursts into flames
As the Phoenix slowly circles his way to the rocks below
The dove just burns away and upon landing
He begins to strip the cooked dove of its tender flesh
© 2011 Michael Yost
I’m glad the dove was cooked.
Almost used a goose.. really I did.. smiles..
Always heard that the Phoenix burns and rises…but I like this touch to the story…lust and hunger of the Phoeniz itself..well portrayed and thought of words:)
If he’s just going to get burn out, he should have some fun and food.
Raw, emotional… And my first thought? Oh, my God! *smile* Brilliant!
Glad you liked it!
you are quite creative these days.
amazing write.
Happy Potluck!
Let’s hope it keeps going. The ink appears to be drying out..
Intense and beautiful imagery!
Thanks!
Lovely visuals with this nicely written piece
I appreciate your visit and your comments.
a very creative piece
Thanks Jo. Brought it back from June. One of my few free verse poems.
the beauty to flight is pressure against all odds, to rise is tough, you have to push real hard so plenty of constraints along the way
xxxxxx
I’m flapping my gums faster than my wings at times. smile…
very romantic or empowering story,
well done in poetic form,
Happy Rally.
Thanks for the support.
Thanks Natalie for the visit and the comments.
Enjoyed reading this a second time as well as the first time … Happy New Year!!
Then thanks again! And Happy New Year to you too.
Awesome poem. Wish you all the best for 2012 and … have a lot of inspiration.
Thanks and let me mirror those thought for the New Year!
Some sexist Phoenix! Well, I suppose every Phoenix must have his day, too. Thank you, I enjoyed it!
Happy New Year!
I’m sorry I guess he is. He just has needs… Happy New Year to you as well. Smiles..
I liked this one…kinda disturbing
Thanks for the comment and the visit.
i would never imagine a phoenix doing that, but then you’re so creative with words.
Thanks for stopping by and commenting. I did take it beyond the normal scope of imagination but, you never hear how the Phoenix survives and I was feeling sadistic that day.
When I saw ‘Done’ next to your name, I thought it was another title of your poem, a reference to that dove ‘cooked’ or ‘done!’ Then I realized it was actually about the comments submitted
Have a Happy New Year!
“Well” Done… smiles… Thanks Sasha and you have a happy New Year too!