Another poem for your amusement.


Fire takes Flight

Sparks a splash are breaking bright,
With flames a flutter in maiden flight,
Always crackling at the light,
Now that never November night.

Orange ignites a yellowish yawn,
With heat alive the air is torn,
Light laments in latent dawn,
See the fearless and weary warn.

Worry for fire engulfs and takes,
Roll your desires for all sakes,
Enduring façade its focus makes,
Now all senses are held in wakes.

Determined to last for evermore,
On fuels affinity it loses more,
Death takes hold as it begins bore,
Out spurts of smoke enchant and lore.