Air and water have been our motivation to bring our passions to full flame. Today, express yourself in the brilliance of your muse ignited and write a FIRE poem. Be it a spark, flicker, or full blown blaze, turn up the heat and “Burn Baby, Burn!”

MARIE ELENA’S  SPARK:

DISPIRITED

Darkness descended within and without.
No glint of joy; no moon to spill soft light.
Darkness blurred the margins between night
and heart -
no need to give voice to the shadows within.

Seeing her need, he rose from his rocker,
to silently build a fire in the hearth.

Her eyes fixed on the flames, as if her only solace.
He tended the fire long into the night,
until the last log was nearly consumed.

Seeing her need, he rose from his rocker,
split it, and kept the flames alive.

~Based on my daughter’s true experience, during one of her darkest nights … with the love of a true friend.

WALT’S CONFLAGRATION:

SMOLDERING

Kisses long and sensuous have gotten us
hot under the collar and other places,
flushed faces and breathing rapid and shallow,
a slow burn and a yearning to explode.
We smolder into the night and are warmed
by the passion of love’s virulent light!