Blaze

Today I’m playing riddles☺
I’m all for racking brains
With minds I’m going to fiddle
Then gather in my gains

I raze, I strip, lay bare
Perhaps your worst nightmare
I make, I bake, I feed
Your best friend, when there’s need

You snuggle oh so close
On dreaded winter nights
My fiery kinsman’s pose
You’d wish for in the heights

I hiss, I pout, I crackle
I’m called the needful evil
For when I’m not, you’re done for
You’ll have to eat all wild

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13 responses to “Blaze

  1. …This is quite warming….the flames that burn bright in your literary heath are such a joy to behold…powered by the winds of your inspiration, they dance so brilliantly…..keep the fire burning my sister…NEVER STOP….

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  2. Girl, am I totally enraptured with this fun, overly fierce and pretty creative masterpiece or what?! D-Dang! 😎

    This is a lot more fun than a barrel filled with Monkeys I tell ya! The world’s your oyster Honeycomb, own it and FIRE on, in a blaze 🌟🌟🌟 of glory, INFERNAL! BOOYAH! πŸ’£πŸ’£πŸ’£πŸ˜‚

    ‘My fiery kinsman’s pose, you’d wish for in the heights’….gurl, now that line’s a BANGER! Totally LOVE it! πŸ˜ˆπŸ˜ŠπŸ˜‚

    High five for ya all the way, you sweets are ma pride and joy! Mwah! πŸ˜πŸ˜™πŸ˜„

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