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Poetry content is the work and copyright of Michael Walsh. It is hoped that those who find my poetry to their taste will purchase the online anthology of nearly 100 poems, Diamonds Last Forever.

01 April 2014 @ 12:10

The Eternal Flame

Soliloquy to Passion


To sit with some people

Is to sit before a glowing fire on a cold winter’s day.

The warmth of their presence radiates.

It leaves no part of the body untouched.

The heat generated is reflected,

And the fire gives back in return.


Fire without warmth is a body without soul,

When the fire goes out the soul floats free.

Heat without an entity to give solace to

A grain of wheat, a beetle,

a budding flower or human heart;

Is not heat but unfathomable cold.


When I sat before you and beside you,

I felt an all embracing warmth.

It left no part of my body untouched.

But for me, your soul heat went deeper.

It penetrated a part of me that I was previously unaware of.

You shone light in dark corners.

But most of all your warmth gave life to my embers.

In that sense we are as one flame,

Just you and I the eternal flame.


Michael (Walsh) April 1, 2014

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