the day was calm
the night was clear
a little spark
commenced the fear
calculated fingers
tossed a match
lit a fire
lives did snatch
a blazing inferno
sweeping through
has no pity
for me or you
all this mayhem
horrific sight
the wind our foe
in this fight
gazing aimlessly
towards the sky
I make a plea
and wonder why
10/30/2003
Author's Note: the southern california wildfires are horrific...
Posted on 10/30/2003Copyright © 2025 Michele Schottelkorb
Your short almost staccato verses emphasize the movement and furor of the wildfires. Well expressed.
This is another piece expressing the vagaries of nature. Vagaries, from our point of view, otherwise every event in nature follows a certain rule.Nature doesn't believe in the concept of good or bad, just or unjust. It 'no pity for me or you'.
