Forest Fire

Forest Fire

A Poem by Farrah Grahm

In this haze from a long burning forest fire
Step out of my refuge and into the smoke
Squint my stinging eyes and look ahead
Moss is growing on the wrong side of the trees
Birds are flying north for the summer
Cats are nesting in the treetops
Something is terribly, terribly wrong

Climb in my car and drove toward the fire
Foot pressed the gas with no fear of being burned
Hard to breathe, but I keep going
I need to be near you, I need you more than ever
Cradle my aching heart, Soothe my racing mind
Everything’s wrong, the world’s up side down
Only your embrace, your quiet words
Can alleviate this earth’s malady.

Step on brake, step into the miasma left behind
Arms out and reach for you, you’re not there
Your just a shell, no heart left inside
Come even closer, I can see your eyes
They’re wrong, there’s no recognition in them
I wait for your embrace, but you stand still
Then you walk away, as if there’s no reason to stay

What happened to the sweet words you spoke?
From the moment we met, the sweet hugs you gave
The soothing looks, and those loving eyes?
Can this explain the missing blue from the skies?
Or the dogs that mew, or the fish that whisper?
I remember when once, you ached for me as I ached for you

Why aren’t you reaching for me when I reach for you?
Why do you act as if you’ve forgotten my name?
What have I done to anger you?
Yesterday I was sure things were the same, even better
If not now, when will we be together?

© 2009 Farrah Grahm


Author's Note

Farrah Grahm
Tell me what you think! Don't spare my feelings [poetry's not one of my strengths]

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I really like the aspects here, the form and wording read like a story and the emotion felt like poetry,
this works well as spoken word and allows the heart to connect to the meaning in execution and
skill for deriving clear imagery and refined detail, beautifully written.

Posted 15 Years Ago


This is so beautiful and delicate. This is originality at it's best, it also gave me a rush of emotion. I've never been into poems, but this is definitely worth it and I am impressed by every line of it.

Posted 15 Years Ago


this reminds me of Lost when lovers get seperated and their worlds are transformed and mutilated and they are more alone then they ever have been
the only thing i'd say is that it didn't rhyme but poetry doesn't have to


Posted 15 Years Ago


If Poetry isnt your strength then I would love to see what is. This was a write that spoke to me personally. I can't wait for more.

Posted 15 Years Ago


"Poetry's not one of my strengths," well you could have fooled me. Great imagery, and very original. I love the idea of a forest fire, moss on the wrong side of the trees is what won me over though. Originality is so important, and you nailed it! Good style too.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Here I am thinking this will be a triumph story of you saving your lover's life as the world is coming to an end, and of course in perfect Alanis Morssette and/or Mary J. Blige fashion, it's about him not loving you anymore. Clap, clap.....


Climb in my car and drove toward the fire
Foot pressed the gas with no fear of being burned
Hard to breathe, but I keep going
I need to be near you, I need you more than ever
Cradle my aching heart, Soothe my racing mind
Everything's wrong, the world's up side down
Only your embrace, your quiet words
Can alleviate this earth's malady.

Your attention to detail is uncanny! I enjoy the story I read, but here, without having the time to go into extensive detail, you go into a mad rush of emotions and descriptions that were very entertaining. I was saying "Drive baby drive! Find him! Save him!" Very great write!

Posted 15 Years Ago


Luv Luv Luv!
entirely out of their elements. This was a trilling warmharted pillow, another moment to be, but I hope: Someone asks. It was more than lines...it was a seduction.
(to read more.)I

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Farrah Grahm
Farrah Grahm

Miledgeville, GA



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