ignition

he had heard of flame
described as
dancing

looking at his arms
at the rise
and retreat
he knew
it was apt

from blue base
to yellow
and to orange
waves of flame
danced
all over his skin

he didn’t feel
burned
but he was aware
of the intensity
of the heat he cast
wide
all around him

he stood still

the flames danced

sometime soon
he knew

he would catch

ignite

~

Poem #478 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

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