Pyromania



On glowing embers, logs are hurled
As in whimsy, smoky tendrils whirl
Crimson coals emerge from black and grey
Where imaginary demons play
Refuelled flames leap higher and higher
You just can't beat a good bonfire!





Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2009-04-13 at 06:08

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TonyD
Mmmmm... fiery, evocative poem. It makes me want to stretch out my hands to warm them on it!
2009-04-13