Craig Cornish Poet Free verse

House On Fire

I couldn't look back,
the sound still haunts me
and the shadows cast across the street
against the trees
made by the devil's light.

I couldn't look back,
the heat still scorched me
and bright sad faces
lamented the scene
made by the devil's light.

I couldn't look back;
sadness surrounded me,
the devil burned me
as I ran from my pain
and forgot to take my heart.

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Gregory Richard Barden November 15, 2017 at 1:20 AM Very intense and potent, Craig, with superb phrasing and emotional intent ... really enjoyed this write. Blessings, friend.

CayCay Godwin November 11, 2017 at 2:45 PM DRAMA dramatically written and woven. This is compelling and I truly enjoyed it. As I type this, I still felt each stanza's impact. Definitely globally relatable. All the best ... CayCay

Lim'Rik Flats November 11, 2017 at 9:33 AM Powerful. Not sure if this is in reference to a Veteran's experience, but one could read it as such. Thank you for your poetry and your service ~ john