The tragic masterpiece lies here <br />Where better things once flourished. <br />Fuelled by bitter envy and <br />Jealousy of old and new fires <br />Which glow in front of the damp cold, <br />Ashes of a raging fire. <br /> <br />A single spark is all it took <br />To set off the kindling of the <br />Stone encircled pit. <br />The fuel was primed and ready <br />And all it took was the misfire of that passing spark. <br /> <br />Like a phoenix, spread it's wings <br />And licked the sky with its fiery tongue, <br />A flare for the world to see it's <br />Unbridled passion and devotion <br />Soon uncontrolled, it burnt and resisted <br />All attempts to extinguish, taking with it a once mighty forest. <br /> <br />Then the dark spring rains fell down, <br />And killed the once great bird <br />That flew so freely and haphazardly. <br />Its final breath, a sad cry unlike it's great birth, <br />From that accidental spark, <br />Which had caused the rains to fall. <br /> <br />And in the distance that spark <br />Has struck another fiery pit, <br />But it does not pass by this time. <br />It stays and dances with its fiery companion <br />With no destruction, it fuels <br />The phoenix, burning like a star in the night. <br /> <br />But the summer has now arrivèd <br />And the fiery grey ashes are washed away <br />Leaving silhouettes where once great trees stood. <br />Yet when all hope and life seemed drained <br />From the cold and desolate place, a green sprout emerged <br />From the charred earth, breathing new life into the scenery. <br /> <br />The tiny spark was in the distance <br />Frolicking in new found glory after its accidental <br />Blaze elsewhere, yet plants and flowers now bloom <br />In what was a seemingly dead place. <br />New hope is born, its beauty in flowers, <br />And the cycle kicks in. <br /> <br />The tragic masterpiece emerges from the smoke, <br />Breathes a sigh of fresh beginnings and <br />Tries once again for a forest that can bear <br />Mighty trees once again. <br />Whilst secretly it's spirit longs for the passing of <br />Another impetus to breathe life into the phoenix which once was.<br /><br />Simon Jackson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-tragic-masterpeice/
