One Year After the Prairie Fire

Last year when the fire raced across the prairie plain
Scorching and searing all within it's path
We look at the land destroyed by it's fury
So scorched and seared that all seemed dead
This year the spring rains have given hope
To the once blackened lifeless waste 
Bringing new growth to the plains floor
Each living thing that was displaced
Slowly returns to the grassland haven
The once  forlorn, desolate place
a charcoal desert waste
Looks different from one year past
A sea of multi colored greens appear
The seeds will break from the husks
the bowed arched heads will greet the sun
Leaves will uncoil and grow
While the bees romance the flowers
Spurning new growth , a new re-birth.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Horsman Avatar
October 19, 2010 at 7:20 AM
wonderful Phyllis, profound and sincerity are all here. living here in western australia, we have lots of fires every summer, most i'm afraid lit by people. again excellent poem. Harry
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October 18, 2010 at 11:26 AM
It's amazing how nature always finds a way to rebound, Phyllis. In Florida we even had lakes that would totally dry up and then suddenly they were full of water AND FISH again! How does it happen? Part of the miracles we receive as gifts, I guess. You painted a very vivid image. Great write! Love, Carolyn
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October 17, 2010 at 7:35 AM
this was an inspiration. your words come of the page like an authers page in a book. very good. John H Loving III
Dietrich Avatar
October 17, 2010 at 12:12 AM
ps. regarding your comment: I LOVE Halloween, just opposite of you. It was my fav holiday as a child. I love scary stories!!!
Dietrich Avatar
October 17, 2010 at 12:10 AM
Phyllis, this is a really cool poem. LIke LInda said here, very visual, which I love in poetry. A small similar thing for me: my back yard went to pot this year. I didn't even water it because weeds had gotten so obnoxious back there. The whole lawn was so dead and yellow. In september I flooded it , watering it all night every other day and lo and behold, it is greener now than the neighbor's. BUT I cannot get those dang weeds to leave! Luv, Andrea
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October 16, 2010 at 8:46 PM
A visual picture in words Phyllis.. bees romance the flowers ..such an awesome line luv.. enjoyed but sad for your prairie fire woe.. happy weekend ..feel better luv..
Mehta Avatar
October 16, 2010 at 3:31 PM
very nice narrative on the prairie aptly described, Phyllis
Brown Avatar
October 16, 2010 at 3:17 PM
Exceptional poetry to be reading this Saturday afternoon Phyllis. Hope you are enjoying your weekend and are feeling better. Love, Carol
Murphy Avatar
October 16, 2010 at 1:08 PM
very nice write i enjoyed this write have a great weekend faleshia
Onclaud Avatar
October 16, 2010 at 12:55 PM
So touched by this well penned write... nette
Loving Iii Avatar
October 16, 2010 at 10:13 AM
soup mail
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October 16, 2010 at 9:52 AM
enjoyed reading today!
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