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Just found this - I wrote it during the Gladiator Fire evacuation.

Black and silver plumes

Billowing so high

Time has lost its wings

The sun creeps across the sky.

 

Acres up in ash

The dusk an orange glow

A dozen of us watch it burn

Nowhere else to go.

 

Flickers light the mountain

Eerie in the night

Our friends, fiancés, heroes

Are keeping up the fight.

 

Hope waxes in a hundred hearts

Then in moments it has flown

Pain and fear blaze up again

The worst we’ve ever known.

 

Cinders flutter down around us

Glimmering, they seem to fly

A leaf of fragile, pale ash falls

In a spider’s web to lie.

 

How many homes will go?

What prized possessions will be gone?

How much farther will it spread

Before we’re wakened by the dawn?

 

We wonder about the pets that ran

Pray for the ones now lost

Thank God no human casualties

The greatest, most feared cost.

 

And on and on the question plays

In every heart and mind:

Will we ever get to return home

To the town that was so kind?

 

We found a misfit family

And never meant to roam

We love that little mountain town

We just want to go home.

 

5/20/12 Sunday

Reviews

[Sandy James]

I feel like I just pictured the scene. The words are nicely chosen

[Sami Khalil]

An interesting poem and write...Thank you for penning...:)..........