After 1,000 posts in this blog it is time to say Farewell.
It is time for the AAAmazing Phoenix to rest in peace.
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Alan Grace
The AAAmazing Phoenix
There are always reasons
For a Phoenix all seasons
I simmer in summer
I augment in autumn’s stir
Then nearing winter
In the southern
hemisphere
I retire
-I cannot remember where-
My heart’s afire
With gnarls and gnashes
And fiery flashes
Near one winter
I turn
I burn
In my fire
My funeral pyre
Then as every ember
Grows older
And colder
And turns to ashes
I freeze
I cease
I expire
In spring eons after
With flickers flames and flashes
-Ignore my tenterhooks–
I emerge from the ashes
And await your tender looks
I’m a fierce-some creature
With an eternal feature
Sadly not one you share
For you have perished
Without any laughter
For eons I’ve cherished
Our memories with care
You will be in my heart
Though we will be apart
Now and ever after
Forlorn
Heart torn
I mourn
Alan Grace
4 December 2017
(modified 1 May 2022)
See:
Daily prompts:
Forlorn
Burn
Summer
Tenterhooks
Creature
For my original post see: https://aaamazingphoenix.wordpress.com/2017/12/04/phoenix/
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Maybe the phoenix will be reborn again?
Maybe I should say Au revoir instead of Farewell?
Maybe I should rename the poem below I wrote in 2015 to:
Time for the Amazing Phoenix . . .
King James Bible Ecclesiastes Chapter 3:
3 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

And a time to every purpose, under heaven
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late