I am Fire

Never a friend

Leaping from the pulsing coals, alighting

The skeletons of dead woodland giants.

You dance on their branches like the leaves that

Used to hang there, absorbing the sun's glow.

Oh warm flame, why did you turn against us?

We used to be such friends and we still are.

You warm our homes, help us see in the night,

And comfort us in strange evil places.

So why do you mar us so heartlessly?

I do this because I care not for you.

Yes I warm you and keep evil at bay,

But I am not your, or anyone's, friend

I am not a pet to be trained and caged.

I am free, I am faithless, I am fire.

Author's Note

A somewhat mediocre sonnet. I realize it's no Shakespeare, so please refrain from flaming.

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Thinking bout it metaphorically I can relate it to those parents who feel their kids are more of an obligation then their bloodline.

[dreaming dame]

:) flaming. Anyway, I like the wording,"I am free, I am faithlesss, I am fire."
The picture drawn by this is clearly seen. Love it! :)
:) flaming:)

[Hotwater]

Hot stuff, I like how you did this, 10/10
Regards.

[SilentVerses]

Beautiful images dance upon the branches of the trees and nature you portray within the words a flickering canvas of harrowing words are chosen to compliment one another and in the dawn of a candle-light they glisten with the emerald meaning they behold, wonderful and free a fluid elemental power surges throughout the stanzas flying throughout the words a tangible force is paralleled with a gentle lulling ethereal wonder.