Monday, March 28, 2011

saturday morning (for scott)

sun rising
fire raging
floor caving
-- four men down.

walls looming
darkness pressing
pain clutching
-- mayday called.

heat glowing
smoke invading
panic rising
-- seconds melt.

water pelting
sunlight piercing
stretchers creaking
-- hell empties.


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4 comments:

  1. Fantastic verbage in this poem!

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  2. Intense poem - I dig the vibe.

    Nice work BA!

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  3. nice. like the intensity...and the victory...great verse...

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  4. Enjoyed your poetry as well, have a blessed week.

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