Below is the poem entitled Fury of Fire which was written by poet
Conway. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The S.E.A.T. planes look like Vultures as they circle over head,
Dropping tanks of slurry over glowing trees of red;
An orange blaze crests the mountain top, then swallows the valley below;
As the smoldering ash floats back to Earth, it almost looks like snow;
The roar of the fire is deafening as it engulfs the forests decay,
And the black smoke is so thick in the air, it takes our breath away;
The heat blisters paint on the dozers, trying to cut a break,
It burns with an unknown fury, til nothing is left in it's wake;
The fire has a mind of it's own, carrying a heart full of wrath,
Taking life after life, incinerating all in its path.