Works of fiction and poetry by friends of Bamboo Ridge Press.


Cornelia is an Arts and Letters member of the National League of American Pen Women Honolulu. She is the recognized author of Letters to a Prisoner by Connie D. Letters… is just one of her six poetry and photography books including: one Fine Art Photography book titled Fire Dance and one Anthology–Saturdays with Lillian. You can find her fine art prints on Fine Art

Fire god

Published by CONNIED | Tuesday, May 18, 2010 3:29 PM

I took this photo with my Kodak Z915 using a high speed card.

You are my drug,
the flame that licks my thighs
and sears me as you
order me about at your whim.
I am caught up in your glory.
I cannot see anything but you.
I do your bidding and loathe myself.
I am a puppet on a string.

I want you to be my friend
but you despise me.
You answer me
with your lies.
Your probing tongue
delivers cold venom,
courses through my veins
on a deliberate track that
hones in
on my heart and mind
with blinding speed,

screaming and
pleading for more,
I want to get away from you
but you entice me
with your dual personality.
Your kind side shows itself
and then slips away.
I am riding high on a wave
fierce like a locomotive
lurching past my youth
plunging headlong into damnation
over and over again.

I am in a maze
forever trapped in time
locked away
for safekeeping
in a secret chamber
of your empty soul.
I open my mouth to
no one hears.

My finger nails
leave a deep imprint.
Traces of my blood linger
and release another harbinger
intent on
self destruction.
My tomb lies broken,
my hairless corpse smolders,
my bones are encased in blistering bile.


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