Smouldering Coals
SMOULDERING COALS
The sound of logs lying in flames
is the clicks of horsemen’s guns
drawn back of a bullet prepared;
Within soft light they dance silently
to their own music of togetherness.
Smouldering coals break free and away
to continue their glowing conversation
with the other breathing companions;
Friends were few at first, but as time
went by and hundreds hurled
themselves to the crowd’s silence,
they lived in the warmth of energy
to survive and let survive those
that hid from the night’s snows;
They die to ashes, alone and loved…
©Mickey Van Tonder
Copyright © Mickey Van Tonder | Year Posted 2014
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