After the fire

The first rains came,
A puddle shimmered,
casting new ripples
across the rainbowed surface.
It washed the small feet
of both mouse & sparrow,

the larger of rabbit & squirrel.

Done with weeping, clouds drifted,
breaking the veil of haze overhead,

the sun's candle finally
burning brighter than the
fires of self made destruction;
though its light barely flickered
where leaf and bark
were now no more than ash.

Reviews

[Vertigo Cat1111]

This is such a wonderful poem and your love of nature like Lydia said is very apparent. The imagery is absolutely gorgeous and the peace and chaos you wrote are amazing.

[Lydia Shutter]

Your love of nature comes through loud and clear here! The imagery is splendid. I can see a puddle with a rainbow in the center. I can see the fires destroying a forest. The personification of the clouds is great. An earnest, solemn write, but one that is so lovely. Lydi**

[Neville]

This is a delightful collection of words beautifully woven into a bright, multi faceted and meaningful poem, but one that has a sad taint that lingers..... enjoyed muchly my friend...

[Mark]

The destruction is always inevitable. Beauty simply a wish and fancy. Time is ever the enemy we can do nothing against. Enjoyed the read.

[Ken Simm.]

This is a delightful set of words. Athough with a rather sombre denoument. Gentle and caring piece. I love it. And its worth remembering what comes out of fire and quickly too.

[barleygirl]

This is a delightful flight of fancy where I was imagining that (somehow!) the curse of human exploitation of our earth & its creatures stopped. It reminds me that (1) we can't stop trying to right the imbalances . . . and (2) the earth itself is amazingly self-restorative, so it will come back from our abuse, if only we stop abusing our planet! *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i think we make nature so sad sometimes with our irresponsibility and total carelessness.
Only we humans can prevent this catastrophic indifference. A couple spots to edit...did you mean "Burning brighter than"?
and should be "its light barely flickered"
but such
a very strong poem, T.
j.

[Gee]

I read this two ways, one being the man made fires in the Amazon that are destroying large swathes of forrest, the other being the aftermath, new beginning of nuclear war. Annnnnnnd, knowing me I'm wrong on both fronts.
Good morning, hope you are well

[Chris Shaw]

What destruction here. I see nothing but barren, burned out landscape with a few animals left fighting for survival in the aftermath of our folly. We may be wiped out but nature will reclaim. That is what nature does. Interesting write.

Chris