Pendragon
11-15-2007, 12:57 PM
Sacrifice #2
The flames lick their lips
as they sample the sacrifice.
A frightened stream of blood
vainly tries to escape,
but the fire has a thirst that cannot be quenched,
so a long, dripping tongue of flame extends
to greedily lap up each drop of crimson moisture.
Finding the repast to their taste,
the scarlet diners toast each other with sparks,
and toss scraps to the coals.
When dinner is finished,
the flames put on small blue jackets,
toss their yellow hair in appreciation,
and gather their cloaks of vapor about them.
It’s time to say goodnight.
A single glowing shadow remains at the table.
The others gone,
Fear remains to get his meager meal
from the small scraps that remain.
It’s not much,
but it will suffice to keep his own thin flame alight.
He raises sparks in toast,
then, even he, takes his leave.
Dale Harris
© 2/27/98
http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/AAAssjani.gif
The flames lick their lips
as they sample the sacrifice.
A frightened stream of blood
vainly tries to escape,
but the fire has a thirst that cannot be quenched,
so a long, dripping tongue of flame extends
to greedily lap up each drop of crimson moisture.
Finding the repast to their taste,
the scarlet diners toast each other with sparks,
and toss scraps to the coals.
When dinner is finished,
the flames put on small blue jackets,
toss their yellow hair in appreciation,
and gather their cloaks of vapor about them.
It’s time to say goodnight.
A single glowing shadow remains at the table.
The others gone,
Fear remains to get his meager meal
from the small scraps that remain.
It’s not much,
but it will suffice to keep his own thin flame alight.
He raises sparks in toast,
then, even he, takes his leave.
Dale Harris
© 2/27/98
http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l108/AbsalomKane/AAAssjani.gif