Sunday, 12 January 2014

Summer Bonfire

The bonfire burns,
my thoughts dance in the flames,
dreams of other worlds.

The smoke stings my eyes,
tears wend their way down soot stained skin.

Visions flicker with the coals;
impossible summers,
nights of fantasy,
words that ought never be spoken.

The stars are so clear in the cold sky above,
radiating the warmth of the fire, I can face them.


  1. Dreams, flames, passion i like this, lots of images and i can touch the heat, Well Done.

  2. I can feel the heat in this one. I like 'visions flicker with the coals.'

  3. Wow! That ending is brilliant--Love this :-)