HELL FIRE

Land on fire, smoke and flame, We only have ourselves to blame

HELL FIRE

 

Racing out of blinding smoke

Red lights drilling a path

The siren a wailing banshee

Nothing was meant to last

 

Flames turning night to fire

What wonders fill the dark

Newsmen shouting to be heard

Lungs bursting in need of air

 

Roaring burst of a flaming front

Walls falling in

Smoking hell at every point

Men fight to win

 

The story unfolding now

Has no moral and no plot

We stand condemned for living

Where reason was forgot  

 

---- Eagle Cruagh

Reviews

[Tomás Ó C..]

Its a while since I read your writing, and its great to read your work once again...

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Vivid imagery. I can imagine the scenario as I read, which is something I like to do. Good work, nice title too.

[Salvatore Buttaci]

You did an admirable job with this fine written poem, Eagle. I especially like your word choice, which to me is so important in poetry and the one criterion so many writers neglect.

Sal

[*** Hey Jude***]

So true! All humanity has to take some of the responsibility. You have expressed powerful emotion extremely well as you have intertwined experiences and observations!
"The end stanza says it all for me...
The story unfolding now
Has no moral and no plot
We stand condemned for living
Where reason was forgot quality"
Its great to be back at the caf� reading quality work! ~ Jude :-)

[Sarah]

I enjoy the energy in this piece... Has a classical feel as well... well done :)

[Valentine]

This wsounds like California fires..I lived in the San Fernando Valley a few years ago and when the burns came I left..cAN'T BUILD HOMES WHERE MOTHER NATURE IS THE RULER..CAN YOU?? gOD BLESS..VALENTINE

[Julie Dant]

A powerful sense of urgency comes through strongly in this. I enjoyed reading it, Eagle.
Great stuff!

[Christine]

Very powerfully written.

[Phyllis Jean Green]

M a s t e r f u l !!

[emmajoy]

Methinks the last two lines add a different dimension to this poem. Mayeb I'm wrong.

Read it believing it's about devastating fire, reached those final lines and suddenly 'we're into' what seems to be a hell on earth scenario. Maybe it's a metaphorical piece, maybe there's more than one train of thought or influence.

'What wonders fill the dark'