New Poetry Wednesday: Phoenix Flame

Phoenix Flame

Pieces of a position
At the feet lies
Fall to a potion
Fixing not the horror
Awaiting a phoenix grey
Left to wander in cold flame
Blue, white, dance slow
Slow along gripped claws
Frozen and gouged
Born into not
Twisted of knots
Accomplishment voided
By these flames pulled
Along little creases
In my palm

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