Fire the Imagination
FIRE THE IMAGINATION
Mesmeric flames, coals aglow
Warmth on the face , don’t want to go
Burning coal and embers smoulder
Outside room is getting colder
Pull my chair somewhat close
Moving flames me engross
Watch its heart-pulse coalesce
In orange metamorphosis.
Eyes are fixed and far away
Seeing men and girls at play:
Mind creates dancing damsels
Flowing round with shining candles,
Sweeping swordsmen swooping swirling
With shining sabres’ blades whirling,
Sunsets, dawns and stormy skies
Grow as blaze intensifies.
My desire to watch camot be quelled
A mesmerised moth I am held.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2010
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