Nick Jordan


This Fire - Poem by Nick Jordan

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.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 27, 2010


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