Poem #2

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The Embers





I see the flames dancing an intricate dance.

The colors orange, red, yellow with a hint of blue.

All overlapping, forming a colorful orb.

It would be excruciating to touch.

But the warmth is inviting as it draws me near.

I can feel the heat radiating off of it.

With a crack I hear the wood snap just a little.

I see the ashes flying all around


04-29-15


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