Poetry Friday; Firebird – Jean Kenward

There is nothing nicer than watching a real fire and the flames dance and fly up.

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The Firebird’

 

Fire – what lets you leap and spring,

fluttering your golden wing in the soft

and smoky air,

sending sparkles everywhere?

 

Fire – what makes you as you are,

sharing light with sun and star –

sharing all that you may be

with anyone as small as me?

 

Fire – what show you how to fly smoke

in spirals to the sky?

And, when you sink down

to rest, gives you ashes for a nest?

 

Jean Kenward

 

 

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