Fire – Page 17 – Iron Haiku

glowing embers blow
through gnarled ashen limbs and
pallid withered leaves
–
a cigarette butt
untold miles of
scorched forest

coruscating veils
of yellow, purple, and green
midnight in Norway
–
pebbled skin
perfectly
camouflaged

shades from dark to pale
each made up of the other
standing arm in arm
–
frigid night
streaks of fire
light the sky

when I’m in shadow
you pull me into the light
and show me the sun
–
old driftwood
a salamander
basking

the sun’s departure
as the day draws to a close
burns the ombré sky
–
fireflies
against the
dawn of night

milky shafts of light
shine on the dust motes hanging
in the evening air
–
slow curls of smoke
faintly glowing
embers

toiling at the fire
sweat rolls off the smithy’s face
and turns into steam
–
wide oak boughs
shadows
cross the forge

faintly glowing stars
the ancient light a missive
from the distant past
–
a moonless night
our path defined
by starlight

what makes one man think
he can be judge, jury, and
executioner
–
monsters
in the closet
only a mirror

deep in the furnace
liquid glass, hotter than fire
waits for the artist
–
blown glass…
a moment
frozen in time