Through the wind
and heat
he answered
the shrill call,
jumping
onto a red robin
firetruck
fast as light....
with ear piercing
sirens
a bright motion
of urgency
climbing the foothills
just to quench
the enemy
of an ocean
of wild flames.
Hey Mr. Fireman, save him but not her.
She’s mean and horrible, and she has a bee up her keister.
Which one? He asks me, pointing from one to the other.
Good grief! He cannot tell a man from a woman?
They cannot train firemen any better than that these days?
This is nuts!
The big one! I yelled. “Don’t save the big one!”
The big one was rescued unfortunately, and
Gave me the horrible algebra test I was hoping to get out of on Thursday.
A fireman named Fred
was happy in his marriage but sad
He had no children and would have been glad
if someone just called him dad
A boy came around named Ken
whose one desire was to be a fireman
The two became friends and when the boy turned ten
gifted with a fire hat by Fred happy on his bike he ran.
Soon came back frantic smoked red
a house was on fire he said
With two boys on first level in bed
three on the upper that looked dead
Sounded the alarm on the truck with Fred
through the streets the fire trucks sped
From the fire were all saved except Ken
on the ground laid lifeless the boy fireman
Choking their tears were all looking at him when
turning to Fred: I am your Angel said Ken
As he vanished was heard by no other fireman
except by Fred who believes he'll meet in heaven his Ken.
Inspired by true story reported on Beyond Belief: Fact or Fiction
The firelight danced in patterns;
Upon the faded wall.
As the old man sat and listened
To the mournful night-birds call.
On the floor there with his puppy,
Sat Jackie oh so dear;
"Grandpa what are heroes made of"?
He asked as he drew near.
"Are they made like other men?
Of blood and skin and bone?"
Do they cry when they're afraid?
And pray when they're alone?
The old man paused a moment;
There were visions in his head;
Of fires and guns and metal:
And friends who'd long been dead.
Of the stairs there in the tower;
And when the planes came down.
And that kid there with the baby;
Alone at night downtown.
He picked up little Jackie;
And sat him on his knee;
"A Hero's just there trying;
To be what he has to be."
"Protecting what is precious;
Doing what he must,
For those who really need him;
He cannot betray their trust."
A sleepy boy that evening,
Dozed on his Grandpa's chest.
And the Hero there to guard him,
Was one of the very best."
Fireman Jim felt morose and grim
He could not put out a fire
He lost his hose
So Jim foreclosed
As he no longer had the desire
the Fireman
fails test seeks revenge
Arsonist
08/06/18
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Now my dear Mr Fireman
Let's be very clear
We neither one of us
Really wants to be here
Now I know it's my fault
That I cannot deny
But I can explain
If you please let me try
I thought I would fit
It was just such bad luck
I had no idea
I was going to get stuck
And please understand
That before you were phoned
I tried hard as I could
To get out on my own
I've been pushed, I've been pulled
I've been twisted around
I've been shook like a snow-globe
And tipped upside down
Buy try though I have
Not one of these things
Was enough to dislodge me
From the seat of this swing
I know it's for kids
And I know that its true
That climbing inside
Was a daft thing to do
But I couldn't resist it
The challenge was there
I'm sure we've all done
Silly things for a dare
So please don't be angry
That's all I can say
I can promise I've already
Learned my lesson today
Limerick : Once a fine Fireman on night shift
Once a fine Fireman on night shift
Called home to check if wife was adrift
Called alarm post number
Rushed home helter-skelter
Found his wife on fire doused in the rift.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Our firemen will always put their lives on the line.
It doesn't matter who for, whether it's your life or mine.
Most people would never give any thought to saving a dog's life.
But to this fireman it was like saving someones wife.
The picture shows the thankfulness in this poor mama's eye.
She knew without this man's help her puppies would die.
You can just see the bond this tragic fire did start.
Between one thankful dog, and one fireman's big heart.
There's a bond there that no one else will ever have shared.
Be it just for the fact that one fireman showed that he cared.
Nothing else in this world show's a dog's thankfulness.
Then coming up to your face and giving you a big kiss.
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