Dry logs redden and snap;

Dry logs redden and snap;

A Poem by Amy Michelle Mosier

Dry logs redden and snap;
   The fire is soon impressive.
The wolf moon takes better shape
   As night begins to settle in.

I watch the conflagration spike;
   A spark flies off, then some more
Like the universe enticed
   Them to become one of the stars.

© 2025 Amy Michelle Mosier


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Added on March 5, 2025
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