Yellow coals burn in my ancient fire
Radiating my self into night
For I cometh for no depth
No talisman – slender
I come for the full weight
Of each choice I’ve ever met.
So I’m left here spinning
Middle of the square,
Conscious of my coals
In the hands of each soul
My remission dares to re-enter.
Tag: coal
Campfire (day 2257)
Campfire is my tool tonight
Warmth from evenings bite
Fuel for cooking suppers worth
And entertainment to watch
Flames licking exposed wood
Yet untouched by char
Coals shifting, popping
Gathering underneath
The hottest part,
Eager to grow ever closer
To other matching embers
And edging me evermore
To fuel my campfire tonight.
Flames (day 2065)
Rushing, I was an ember
Falling aimlessly amidst sweet coals
A surrender, long ago
Admitted sensationalism
Upon your sweet brow
Walking hand in hand
Between flames I would never know.