Burning Embers Poem by JJ Evendon

Burning Embers



Outside a car stands all covered in white,
and ice crystals sparkle like diamonds in the moonlight.
Somewhere away from the freezing cold
a fire has been lit that slowly takes hold.
Burning embers swirl and rise to quickly disappear,
out where it's dark, dry and clear.
Flames flicker wildly in an all consuming dance
that drives the mind into a meditative trance.
Such vision brings an overwhelming sense of calm.
Leaving it mesmerised by its hypnotic seductive charm.
It's hard not to fall and escape from this fiery flare,
especially when, what you see, is just burning wood and hot air.

Monday, March 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Fire
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rod Mendieta 06 April 2017

Love the images in this poem and makes want to light up a bonfire in the middle of the forest! But is it really just burning wood and hot air? I'd say is more likely the spirit of fire itching to take a foothold somewhere within your angle of vision to inspire this poem...

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