I, wild fire

I, wild fire

a force to be

reckoned with

restless accelerant

I am his

catastrophic event

extinguished only

by damp advances

one day

he said

“if you write

write only

of unfiltered joy


the bliss

and the blessings

verses of

catatonic happiness

speak not

of the withering

and the bitterness

affections inconsistency

will be

the only constant

so be soft

be yielding

to the wind

like a feather

on the forest floor”

to which I smiled

and replied

“how sweet –

request denied

bask in

the glow of

blackberry brambles


gasoline perfume

on these ancient trees

inhale the ashes

touch the scorched earth

and know

I, wild fire

am no feather

I am

the phoenix

and I

will destroy

your empire”

a.duncan, 2017




artwork: deliverance by lian cary stock





















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