I belong to an extended tribe
close ties bind us within a broken circle
spontaneous combustion erupts at the center
fire flares defining our features
we strip away our garments to reveal ourselves
laughter and pain anger and love
and the flames burn hotter
we are dazzled by the brightness
still we can see one another for what we are
we are a tribe and our stories are legend
an epic etched in our flesh and traced with tears
with or without the happy ending
I come back to you
I have spent a good portion of this morning re-reading your poetry. What a talent you have and I am so proud that we’re of the same tribe. *wink*
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You are very kind to say so. Thanks. We are a tribe indeed.
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