She dances.
A flickering light in the heat.
Prancing,
Swaying to a rapid beat.
In and out between the trees
Spreading her presence in the breeze.
Ignoring all of their timid pleas
Waiting for their world to freeze.
She climbs.
Trees falling by her burning hand
Her crimes,
Increasing fear throughout the land
Charred leaves crunch under her weight
As she watches those humans take her bait
Glaring upon her with uncontrolled hate,
All she can do is hope they're late.
She leaps,
Hopping from one branch to another,
And reaps,
Flames flare, that none can smother.
But as she glances over her work
She sees a foe whose maniacal smirk
Concerns her, from where she lurks,
But she continues, no matter her hurt.
She shivers,
Awaiting the first droplet.
The rivers,
Dark clouds, like a faucet.
And she fades, system full of water,
And she fades, mind full of slaughter
Ideas of revenge swirl through her thoughts
Because she'd return - she's never caught.
For ThePoeticRose's contest; write a poem about a personified weather. Eg. Tornado.
Mine's about a wildfire.
And yeah...
It's 164 words by the way, so it does cross the minimum of 150.
Xx
This was too late for the contest anyway so it doesn't really matter. ;)
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