Burn | Teen Ink


February 13, 2009
By CressFerriera GOLD, Richmondville, New York
CressFerriera GOLD, Richmondville, New York
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Every word feeds the hot fire,
No way to extinguish the flames.
Spitting out embers of hate
All stand in amusement.
Spreading, destroying,
Without an end
Can't escape.
No air.

The author's comments:
My poetry class was assigned a poem where called a nonnet. A nonnet consists of 9 lines, with syllables according to the line number. In my poem, I have presented an extended metaphor of fire to ostracizing

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on Apr. 30 2009 at 8:12 pm
FluteLovinMeagan GOLD, Tampa, Florida
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Wow, is really good, c i can write poems but not for class, cause then they r bad.