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by Jennifer L Banks

Leonine features against a charcoal sky
Glowing embers and dancing flames before me.
The sound of crickets against the violin night air
The crackle of dry wood as my fire feeds.
A ghost through the smoke and flame,
my heart stirs for just a moment
How primitive and pure
A gift appreciated.
A longing for home.

09/01/2007

Posted on 09/01/2007
Copyright © 2020 Jennifer L Banks

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 10/11/07 at 03:42 PM

Excellent imagery evoked here.....

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