Fire in the Night (poetry)
a poem
Fire in the Night
a villanelle
As the sky filled with golden streams of light,
she stood off to the side watching. The fire spread
from her cottage to the old willow tree that night.
she stood off to the side watching. The fire spread
from her cottage to the old willow tree that night.
She covered her eyes from the gruesome sight.
To God she wished and pled,
but the sky still filled with golden streams of light.
To God she wished and pled,
but the sky still filled with golden streams of light.
The loss of her home did incite
twin rivulets of tears that shed
for her cottage and the old willow tree that night.
twin rivulets of tears that shed
for her cottage and the old willow tree that night.
When she cried, her heart became tight
and was weighed down with lead
while the sky filled with golden streams of light.
and was weighed down with lead
while the sky filled with golden streams of light.
Her eyes burned as she watched fire sprites
dancing carelessly in bright orange and red
on her cottage and the old willow tree that night.
dancing carelessly in bright orange and red
on her cottage and the old willow tree that night.
Waves of smoke swirled left and right
and up and around. Lingering was a heavy dread
as the sky filled with golden streams of light
from her cottage to the old willow tree that night.
and up and around. Lingering was a heavy dread
as the sky filled with golden streams of light
from her cottage to the old willow tree that night.