after the harvest,
farmland - dry & ignitable:
distant smoke.
Burnable World [Haiku]
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Tag Archives: Fire
“A Burnt Ship” by John Donne [w/ Audio]
Out of a fired ship, which by no way
But drowning could be rescued from the flame,
Some men leap'd forth, and ever as they came
Near the foes' ships, did by their shot decay;
So all were lost, which in the ship were found,
They in the sea being burnt,
They in the burnt ship drown'd.
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Breeze-Free Beat [Tanka]
the eternal flame
lunges this way and that;
then -- for an instant --
it stands symmetrically:
only one breeze-free beat.
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Burning World [Haiku]
bare earth flaming:
fire flickers, leaps, and jiggles,
but never burns out.
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“The Call” by Charlotte Mew [w/ Audio]
From our low seat beside the fire
Where we have dozed and dreamed and watched the glow
Or raked the ashes, stopping so
We scarcely saw the sun or rain
Above, or looked much higher
Than this same quiet red or burned-out fire.
To-night we heard a call,
A rattle on the window-pane,
A voice on the sharp air,
And felt a breath stirring our hair,
A flame within us: Something swift and tall
Swept in and out and that was all.
Was it a bright or dark angel? Who can know?
It left no mark upon the snow,
But suddenly it snapped the chain
Unbarred, flung wide the door
Which will not shut again;
And so we cannot sit here anymore.
We must arise and go:
The world is cold without
And dark and hedged about
With mystery and enmity and doubt,
But we must go
Though yet we do not know
Who called, or what marks we shall leave upon the snow.
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World Writ Minimalist [Kyōka]
sunrise paints the haze
the color of campfire flames,
and nothing looks real,
but rather like a painting
by an artist, skilled & lazy.
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Winter Sky Fire [Haiku]
the sky is afire,
and, yet, i can see my breath
on chill winter air.
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Spark in the Dark [Free Verse]
Through the inky night,
flies an orange spark.
And then there's darkness
once more.
And then a spray of sparks
arc through the dark.
And then there's darkness
once more.
And then there is a flame,
and darkness is held at bay...
tentatively.
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Firewalker Limerick
There once was a wild-eyed firewalker whose show turned out to be a shocker. His feet were unharmed, but clothes not as charmed. they burst aflame & he became a firesquawker.
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Dry Grass [Senryū]
grass so thick & dry
that i avoid mere thoughts,
incendiary
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