Fire
The smoke smothers,
forms a solid screen.
The fire frantically fights
for its existence,
twisting and torturing
the air around it
like a dictator leaving
nothing to chance.
The flames writhing,
and rising in their
hot blazing dance.
Comments
Loved it. So simple and elegant.?
Thank you, Binte
Thanks, Damon, Dorothy and Rich for the likes.
Thank you, Po and Jennifer.
Very descriptive , great writing. One can really see the fire fighting for its life.
Jennifer
Thank you, Keith
Jon,
I was quite burnt out reading this. Seriously a good poem which fills the mind with a vivid image of the fury of fire with the flames lapping about the burning item. I particularly like the words, "the fire frantically fights for its existence".
Good poem. Thanks
Keith
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Jon Stainsby
Mon 6th Apr 2020 20:07
Thank you, Nitya