Fire and Ice

by CJ Maleney   Nov 6, 2018


I've always felt I was fire.

In certain circumstances I would burn.
I would boil, burn up and burst into violence.

Consuming all in my path.

Yet!

Am I fire?

Am I ice and water?
Cold and unfeeling, turbulent and gentle?

Add heat and process to the equation!

What if you make my parts separate?

Split the H2 from the O1!

Then you have combustible things with which to play.

Still,

Don't play with fire.

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  • 5 years ago

    by Brenda

    I like this a lot Craig. Gives a lot of food for thought. Comparing yourself to playing with fire and violotive or cold like ice. Interesting.....well done-

  • 5 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Interesting...a situation can bring out certain nature of a character
    and then we step back and wonder are we/am I really this...? A read to
    ponder upon...

    Just one thing the last line: Don't play fire...should it not be Don't play with
    fire..?

    • 5 years ago

      by CJ Maleney

      Thanks for the heads up not sure how I managed to remove an entire word.

      Amended

      Craig x

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