CONFLAGRATION - Poem

 

CONFLAGRATION




(Copyright 2017, by Dave Kiffer)



We wear our ashes


Like snow in June


Not flicked across


Our bowed heads


But draped like love


On our shoulders



It’s already too late


To flee this Eden,


The winding roads


Already buried,


The last escape


Swathed by fire



There is only a wait


Til the heat rises


From over the hill,


The only regret


That I didn’t build


Something stronger



When you move


Out into the woods


You think you escape,


And maybe you do,


But for only an instant,


A heart’s lone flutter



And now it is time,


A disenfranchised beat


Turning around on itself


Like an unexpected crack,


A final piece of kindling


Turning softly to ash.

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