One of those days | Lorna Burchell @lornapoetry

Updated: Feb 24














Mother told you

the morning is wiser

than the night,

but until then

curl up by the fire

small as a coal;

layers of life

pressed tight.


Smoulder

in your hot glow,

until you burn out

leaving you hollow

and though

solid to the eye

a single touch

could turn you to ash.

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