May Day, May Day

May Day, May Day

In a moment

the azure pre summer sky

FUMED!

from nowhere

plumed carbon black

ominous clouds amid a serene backdrop.

a bomb with no sound,

waiting.

Wretched silence plays notes on nerves

frayed.

Fierce gasps

gusts of billowing ash

snow of fire.

screams of sirens

wail frantically

thumping blades of helos 

cutting skies unseen

A white out all red aglow

this gray day in May.

Constricting breaths

with every gasp and gale.

Stoking and rising

from all horizons

caught in a cage

of an inferno blaze.

The dragon sky is breathing

igniting fear

Fire-nados churn

In the valleys of

glowing golden mansions.

A new day opens the still smoldering sky 

the crimson sun still rises.

The toll is taken

molten fragments

broken shards fused

a jigsaw puzzle with all the wrong pieces

a war in never won

when the smoke disappears

damage has been done

yet evermore

the heavenly blue sky

breaks through

without a scar,

traces of char

cannot touch

that which cannot be sooted or shattered

that which is indestructible

that which is fireproof.

The human spirit is our foundation

that stands eternally supporting

solidly holding on

to the important things

The immortal human torch.

which will always rise above the flames.

Published in the 2015 Embers and Flames Anthology by Outrider Press.