Dry logs redden and snap;
The fire is soon impressive.
The wolf moon takes better shape
As night begins to settle in.
I watch the conflagration spike;
A spark flies off, then others
Like the universe had coaxed them
To become one of the stars.
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Author:
Amy Michelle Mosier (
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Comments2
Picturesque this final image of sparks becoming stars. Very nice imagery here.
Lovely imagery, us creating our own stars is a lovely thought, enjoyed the read
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