Fury Of The Phoenix

[justfortoday]

you were once my desire
but
i arose from the fire

now

you burn with the sage

and

I won't write your name
on any page

i won't waste my rhymes
i'm here for the climb

tears charged with selenite
and now
i'm the one looking for a fight

don't ask me to abate
or even correlate

my rhymes
they'll come in my good time

tears in your eyes; that's my prize
for too much compromise

claiming my independence
no longer paying penance

releasing my dependence
on all that's left untended

haven't written my story
or any other allegory

if i begin it
your name won't be in it

i wear my words like my hair
all the waves of lost fear

my pen hasn't wasted a stroke
on the places
in my heart you last spoke

i arise from the flames
never saying your name

and i sing in the trees
as a bird whose been freed