I can hear the fire
in my mind
a burning of a savage kind
I can hear the waves
rolling in and out
a tranquillizer of the natural kind
I can hear the dust
settling in
for earth is holy
do not distrust the dust.
I can hear the wind
howling in my soul
urging the flames
into a quick and fatal explosion
I can hear the flames
in my mind
a burning of the savage kind.
Winter Issue 2019
5 years ago
I like the flow of this poem .. great work
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