yellow within the blue
a constant stream
rising
until it spreads its tongue
to kiss the baffle
dance
the small flames dance
dance
the yellow is inside
the blue
~
(puff)
a flame-ball billows
(puff)
(puff)
a balloon afloat
that holds its shape
until cooler air
then gone
(puff)
it’s gone
(puff)
the balloon of gas
and fire
is puffed
(puff)
then it’s gone
~
the coals
are a-glow
with the heart
of red
they release
into the super-hot air
a tongue
of yellow
that flickers
as it rises
high
heated from the core
of fire
bright
near white
bright
near alive
hot coal hot coal
the glow
within the heart
of fire
~
- Author: Frank Prem ( Offline)
- Published: November 2nd, 2017 00:29
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 33
Comments4
All I can see are the colours - great bit of atmosphere Frank.
Thanks Michael. Fun to do.
Good write Frank.
Thank you O.
Really nice poem!
Thank you Anna. Glad you enjoyed the piece.
Frank, burned my mouth just trying to read this! 🙂
Fun and interesting! Great structure.
Thanks Fred. Like clouds - always changing.
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