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Dried Up

Forests and fields like crumpled paper
Flame up at a bolt of lightening
Or a carelessly tossed cigarette butt
Children rub sticks and death play with fire

Smoke adrift perks up all awareness
Animals run erratically
-Autumn disaster – lives come to end
The fields so welcoming, now gone as
The trailer leaves town and looks so sad
There is nothing left but a black hole
The beloved lives that now remain
Watching the cherished birds fly away
Everything, so lovely, has dried up
-Ugly as a blood thirsty werewolf

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Scary poem, Mark. I think your piece is about wildfires and how everything, birds, people and everything is destroyed. The last line is fitting. What a disaster these climate events are.

"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

But then there is a renewal in most cases.
Thanks for your time spent, Gracy.

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Like the imagery in this poem, especially the first the first line in the second stanza as it perfectly captures and reminded me of the smell of smoke and the immediate reaction it provokes....


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