nature's war

Bright orange army
marching,
destruction in it's
path.

It consumes the weak,
feeds on the withered.
The forest, is its fuel

flames stand tall
the power is felt.
no man, dare approach.

darkness falls,
the battle begins...
a few soft drops 
fall, they are consumed

the dark grey clouds,
press hard into the assault.
cold wet drops fall
into the fiery force

soon,
only embers remain,
the wounded forest 
tells the story,
of a battle fought...
and a war, that never ends.

Reviews

[Ruth]

Such a tender balanace! This rocks!
As spoken word this could be cool, a heavy drum beat I feel lol xx

[Desert Dreamer]

Life is a balance, both destruction and healing are necessary.

[pamzilla. &hear..]

Wow.
This is DEEP.
I Love♥♥♥

[Reborn A Phoenix]

wow this is a really good poem. and i agree with JanieB on bright orange army marching". This instantly sets your imagine alight.

[Joshua Smit]

this is not the original ending... i hads a different one that didnt quite fit in, that is what RJM was talking bout

btw... i love the, probably unintentional pun you make when you say the first line sets the imagination "alight"

[JanieB]

This is great. Good job.
I love the "bright orange army marching". This instantly sets your imagine alight.

[justice]

I think that you do need the last stanza. You need a conclusion of some sort to the story. Without it, you are left wondering about what happens. I like the idea. It is a clever poem. Well written. Thanks for sharing. All the best.
J

[RJM]

In my honest opinion, I think you can just drop the last stanza because it doesn't really fit the whole mood of the poem. You can use it for another poem or so.