The coals scream beneath the fire
because they cannot watch that scene
just out of sight
where flames dance like wisps of jellyfish
or misplaced popsicle sticks that
tumble out of reach
The wind carries a cruel sting
numbing even to deep-furred wolves
howling out of earshot
Or perhaps we’re not missing anything
Ash falls on the breeze like daffodil petals
set free in a gust — free from the flames
finally out of mind
© 2021 | Phillip Knight Scott
Written for dVerse Poetics – This one’s for Bjorn where we needed to use one line from “Dancing Queen.” True ABBA fans will find my selection in the first stanza.
8 thoughts on “The scene unfolds somewhere”
I’ve got the line! 🙂 So very well written…I am right there. The imagery is so well done.
“Ash falls on the breeze like daffodil petals set free in a gust” I am particularly smitten with these words!
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Thanks so much – and great prompt : )
This is such a vivid image… love the way it just burns.
This is absolutely stunning! I especially love; “where flames dance like wisps of jellyfish or misplaced popsicle sticks that tumble out of reach.” 💝💝
I wonder if coals are more sensitive than we are. Out of sight, out of mind.
Poor wolfy. I’ll knit him a nice sweater.
I sense a deep subtext of yearning between the lines here.
A great poem as Pilot Mountain burns out of control! Very nicely done!