Monday, 16 February 2009

POETRY - Flicker

Fires fading into glowing red husks of twigs,

fractured, ignited, singed yet still glowing.

On an ashen bed the embers flicker

fighting for the fuel of oxygen

shedding sparks to the air

breathing in the night sky

to burn ever clearer,

this once great fire consumed itself

yet fights to it's flickering end

Giving what light

and warmth

that it can.

Giving all it can

to those who

ignited it.

Peter Davidson 16/02/09

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