I Have This fear -- a poem now for Friday Writings
This photo and poem in 2016, February 8, was formerly posted by me, at
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I Have This Fear
I have this fear, haunts me
like a recurring dream
Though no demons visit
still it comes from within
Fear doesn't go away
It stays and warms, I glow
Started, then I ignite
Spontaneous, combust
I fear spontaneous
combustion, evil death
'Twill be the end of me
I'm ashes in my mind
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- Photo and poem copyright , 2016 Jimmiehov, All rights reserved, then for the Real Toads,
- I am linked today with Magaly for her inspiration attempts, at Friday Writings #98,
- Magaly is back she is asking us to be inspired by one (or more) of the four classical elements: earth, air, fire, and water.
- I was amazed to read so many poems that I had written using "fire" in their composition or for inspiration. Read some here, https://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/search?q=fire
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/09/out-of-standard-fire-from-different-sun.html
Notes:
- The photo was taken by my son, Tim, who, as a Boatman, had just untied this ship from the dock five minutes before. The ship, leaving the Houston Ship Channel with its cargo, struck an obstruction in the water, leaking gallons and gallons of flammable liquid. Some how the liquid floating on top of the water caught fire. Causes and damages are still under investigation. No life was lost.
- Spontaneous Combustion is the burning of a human for no apparent reason. This was common in 18th and 19th Century literature (a list of some). I have read Dickens' Bleak House and also some references from Twain. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spontaneous_human_combustion (more information than you probably want to know there).
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Notes:
- The photo was taken by my son, Tim, who, as a Boatman, had just untied this ship from the dock five minutes before. The ship, leaving the Houston Ship Channel with its cargo, struck an obstruction in the water, leaking gallons and gallons of flammable liquid. Some how the liquid floating on top of the water caught fire. Causes and damages are still under investigation. No life was lost.
- Spontaneous Combustion is the burning of a human for no apparent reason. This was common in 18th and 19th Century literature (a list of some). I have read Dickens' Bleak House and also some references from Twain. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spontaneous_human_combustion (more information than you probably want to know there).
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Labels: Dark, dark poetry, Friday Writings, Gothic Fiction, Poem, Spontaneous combustion, Syllabic Form
posted by Jim @ 10/12/2023 09:22:00 PM
11 comments
11 Comments:
Oh Jim Spontaneous combustion is scary. I never heard of it before and I can't even imagen it. How does a body gets that overheated? Luckily it is rare. There are so many strange things that can happen to you
Fear of fire is very real – but for me it is bushfires I fear.
How fortunate no one perished during this explosion. About "evil death", there is plenty of that in this world.
I feel the heat / the fear of this poem!
And as the planet gets warmer, the fear gets hotter. One can only hope for cooler dreams... and living.
Jim, your poem is vivid, chilling and fascinating. I can feel the fear in your words.
I am fine now, last four days Negative! Carl is also on the mend, his first day back at work since Positive diagnosis. It is also his 62nd birthday!
A Spooky good poe-esque for Halloween.
Very unlikely verse from you Jim. You are always do full of life. Perhaps it's the experience of your son which rakes up a deeper insecurity. Wishing you well and to your son too. He did have a narrow escape.
Any fire out of control is a fearsome beast, indeed...
That’s a terrifying photo, as is this poem. Beautifully written!
Last comment was from me(Sara).
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