Here is my poem I wrote for a Slam Poetry performance.
picture a lake of fire so
bright and wrought with flame
The vivid heat knows no movement of
flowing freeness of streams or rivers
the impasse is real
come chase the sirens that call and beckon
but in that moment the world stands still
how knowledge cunning and tact fail me now
I can see, I can hear, I can speak
yet no more are these powers to sustain me
there could be another way?
I could go back the way I came?
that's an uphill battle
how do I dare move you?
time mocks me as I wait pondering my path
the dream of a finish is too arduous to fathom
do I dare seek the path untraveled
the naked flame raw and savage
determination is like a beacon
calling to me and
as the ash falls I may be burned
but currents flow again.