Caught.

Fay Slimm.

Caught.

Air-blue was the skirt of quick
freshening breeze.
It danced as it travelled across
rustle-dry meads.

Oozed itself through thin thorn
fronting water.
Shook leaves against rock split 
with sun's torture.

Stirred dust until wisps of light
smoke caught thin twigs.
Lit, the first glow birthed fire's
dread beginning.

Like a side-winding snake flew
flame down hillside.
Eyes who had seen this before
became frightened.

Forest blaze brooks no respect
for life in the wild
Dire inferno's insatiable greed  
needs no survivors.

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 26th, 2017 06:26
  • Category: Nature
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  • Tony36

    Wonderfully written poem

  • Michael Edwards

    I found myself gathering speed as I read it - a sure sign of a great write.

  • Pintu Mahakul

    Fire is worthy for living and fire also destroys. Importance of fire is recognized. Sparks of high flame takes more precocious leaps. This is very brilliant poem shared here.



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