A sudden burst of a dry storm
Sparks its tremor beats
And the dance of sky lights follow.
A dance,
Which ignites a parched
Emerald opal oasis,
Of the ruby rugged land,
Into an unstoppable force
Of flames.
The east wind blows;
The flames surge forward,
Engulfing the surrounding green.
At its fullest rage,
The fire creates vortices;
Columns reaching skyward,
Fountain flames,
That twist
And surge in all directions
Rampantly seeking
Human prey.
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David Hurt's Australia: The New Enlightenment 2
PoetryPicture from - www.map-of-australia.us Poetry by me... Celebrating Australia in a new way... My own portrait of Australia... Where my queries are amalgamated with reality and a possible future... Plus some historical fiction of its past and pre...
