This Fire

Rating: 5.0
A spark,
and a blaze lights up the night.
A small glow in the dark,
quickly growing in height.
Throwing rays of flame,
blowing black smoke.
A blanket of shame,
a hazy grim cloak.

But the flames flick higher,
the flares flash brighter.
No common fire,
this torch is a fighter.
It will scorch, it will burn,
it will rise ever higher.
Until ash it is turned,
and the fire retires.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
COMMENTS
Brenda Arroyo 25 March 2010
Brilliant Write! The flow of it is wonderful.
0 0 Reply
Krista Spears 27 January 2010
i like this one a lot nickers! ! !
0 0 Reply
Powerful progression my friend.
0 0 Reply

Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

3/4/2021 4:59:00 PM # 1.0.0.510