Tony Jolley Poems
Fire On Your Finger
Fire on your finger,
Fire in your eye,
Fire in your spirit,
Fire that won’t die.
Fire in the bare bones of being,
Fire to uphold what’s right,
Fire in the heart of darkness,
Fire to fuel Love’s light.
Fire to burn but not consume,
Fire to learn and not assume,
Fire to live and give living room,
Fire to love and sing her tune.
Hot Salt Rain
Hot, salt rain pouring from my every pore,
Splashing, soaking, saturating your heaving, forest floor;
Each and every dropp shining, shaking,
Surface tension fighting for foothold
Upon unusually unstable ground,
Wracked and rent by fearsome, feral forces
Raging from the epicentre of the earthquake
Deep in the pit of you,