Saturday, June 20, 2009

The Fighters of the Storm

I wrote this during the wildfires last season.

















The flames appear across the clear sky
Bursting over the ridge wild and bold
Rushing through the fields where hot embers fly
Snapping, crackling, exploding with gold

Sweeping through the hidden canyon passes
Sending out crimson tendrils burning bright
Reducing all to rubble and ashes
Smoldering, simmering just out of sight

Firefighters arrive laden with tools
Working together they make their attack
Conquering fear they are nobody’s fools
Advancing forward they never look back

Fighting, struggling and dripping with sweat
A mission well done we’ll never forget.

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