twisty twirling

Back to surviving the devil – a song of fire
Poem #2 from the ‘Surviving the Devil’ collection (unpublished)

as you know
I’ve been fighting fires
for over thirty-five years now

but I’ve never seen them
behave like that before

we’re in the middle of a big paddock
and out of nothing
comes a shimmering pillar
of flame

twirling around itself
like a fiery tornado

it skipped across the paddock
hardly bothering to touch down

except that wherever it went
sort of erupted in red
and started running in all directions
out from the centre

was mesmerizing
and it would have been a marvel
just to sit back and watch
if the twisty hot bastard wasn’t dancing it’s way
right around behind us

© Frank Prem 2010
To Poem #3: of Strangers

7 thoughts on “twisty twirling

  1. A nice personification of fire or more as a frolicking horse, I could see it. And the black side of the ashes is the huge danger and horror it brings to those hot spots in your country and elsewhere. I enjoyed that.

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  2. the mesmerizing dance of the red hot devil wielding a poker or perhaps, more aptly, cat o nine tails …. these are indeed words and stories worthy telling and sharing ….

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