Fire

ashes in the air
embers of glowing orange
peering through the flames
–
quiet laughter-
coals dying
in the night

the burning forests-
gaia’s tears turn to embers
borne off by the wind
–
peals of thunder-
rain falling
on a wild fire

a guttering flame
struggling to hold the wick
before going out
–
roiling clouds-
searing winds blow
the grasslands ablaze

well seasoned hardwood
crackles and hisses as it
slowly turns to ash
–
rolling seas
a cigarette cupped
against the wind

A vortex of blue
flame howling in the furnace
as I gather glass.