Fire Poem Quotes

#1. While I was looking the other way your fire went out
Left me with cinders to kick into dust
What a waste of the wonder you were
In my living fire I will keep your scorn and mine
In my living fire I will keep your heartache and mine
At the disgrace of a waste of a life

Kristin Cashore

#2. Put right the things you can put right today.

M.L. Stedman

#3. The dividing line forms-fashioned from:
Dragon's tears
Missed years
Overcome fears
The fire and ice paradox
Seen with True Sight
Darkness does not always equate to evil
Light does not always bring good

P.C. Cast

#4. Too pretty, dreamlike mimicry!
O falling fire and piercing cry
and panic, and a weak mailed fist
clenched ignorant against the sky!

Elizabeth Bishop

#5. I'm a picture without a frame. A poem without a rhyme. A car with three wheels. A sun without fire. I am a gun without bullets. I am the truth without someone to hear it. I am a feeling without someone to feel it. This is who I am. A mess without you. Something beautiful with you.

Pleasefindthis

#6. I see that you are heartlessly clever.
For you know how to Love,
but not Forever.

You still return to me in flashes,
so strong it clouds my Mind.
The fire has turned to ashes,
and yet, you're not behind.

Meraaqi

#7. write a poem and spit fire.

Gwen Calvo

#8. The fly lands on the swatter.
The movie runs backwards
and catches fire in the projector.
This species apes us well
by talking only about itself

Billy Collins

#9. I like watching
from inside, as if locked away
and stealing the distinct pleasure
of a high school marching band drum section's
pure perfection. How stoically they play
in the exhaust of a fire engine's wake.

Kristen Henderson

#10. When you're young
a pair of
female
high-heeled shoes
just sitting
alone
in the closet
can fire your
bones;
when you're old
it's just
a pair of shoes
without
anybody
in them
and
just as
well.

Charles Bukowski

#11. So Lightning says to Mud,
"What would happen if I struck your blood?"
And Mud says, "Brother,
It would hurt,
And make me the mother
Of every living thing.
But, Fire Boy, you ain't lifting my grass skirt
Until you burn me a ring.

Sherman Alexie

#12. a poem is a city burning

Charles Bukowski

#13. Many are poets, but without the name;
For what is Poesy but to create
From overfeeling Good or Ill; and aim
At an external life beyond our fate,
And be the new Prometheus of new men,
Bestowing fire from Heaven, and then, too late,
Finding the pleasure given repaid with pain

George Gordon Byron

#14. These words are my mother's,
my father's, my brother's, my lender's, my garbage
man's - the poem runs
like oil on fire
beneath this earth where we know each other.
Witness the black smoke everywhere.

B.J. Ward

#15. First, a poem must be magical, then musical as a sea-gull and it must hold fire as well.

Jose Garcia Villa

#16. People exaggerate both happiness and unhappiness; we are never so fortunate nor so unfortunate as people say we are.

Honore De Balzac

#17. Free me as free is the forest fire, as is the thunder that laughs aloud and hurls defiance to darkness.

Rabindranath Tagore

#18. It is the loving, not the loved, woman who feels loveable.

Jessamyn West

#19. And then I feel the sun itself
as it blazes over the hills,
like a million flowers on fire
clearly I'm not needed,
yet I feel myself turning
into something of inexplicable value.
-from The Buddha's Last Instruction

Mary Oliver

#20. In all the flames of fire fume's left the trace
Into the bluest sea the sky is drowned
The miracles of life can you embrace

From the poem 'Can You Embrace?

Munia Khan

#21. What more does one ask of life, really, but to stagger from moment to moment with a reason to wake and wait for the next reason to wake?

Gregory Maguire

#22. Choose wisely
From those who start
A fire in your heart.

Some may burn you to shreds,
While you were looking for warmth.

Saiber

#23. Give winter nothing; hold; and let the flake
Poise or dissolve along your upheld arms.
All flawless hexagons may melt and break;
While you must feel the summer's rage of fire,
Beyond this frigid season's empty storms.
Banished to bloom, and bear the birds' desire.

James Wright

#24. Fire burns blue and hot.
Its fair light blinds me not.
Smell of smoke is satisfying, tastes nourishing to my tongue.
I think fire ageless, never old, and yet no longer young.
Morning coals are cool: daylight leaves me blind.
I love the fire most because of what it leaves behind.

Penny Reid

#25. If I'm to die a mortal, why shouldn't the same fate be given to all, no matter how long they've lived or how important they think they are? All things must eventually come to an end.

Morgan Rhodes

#26. This is my Bible. I am what it says I am. I have what it says I have. I can do what it says I can do.

Joel Osteen

#27. I have always been a fire, and everyone I loved walked away as ashes, until I met a phoenix who was born to love flames.

Jenim Dibie