Fire Spears

Stars were out brightly
The silver of the moon slipped
Away slowly behind the hills
Of the city colored lights
As they sparkled upon
Bay waters so calm
In the night's semi-cold air

A fire in a pit is offered
By a kind stranger on the way
To a car as we embarked from ours
And being dragged through swishing sand
In our wheels we soon found ourselves sitting
Staring into flames
Which appeared like fire spears

Sparks flew in the air
As smoke aroused in the burning
Wood being prepared for slender sticks
With pure white marshmallows
Wrapped around ready to be charred
In the fiery speared fire
So cozy with memories
Of camp fires long ago
When one was young rarring for adventure

3/31/1998

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

one can be swallowed up in deep thoughts of peace and comfort gazing into a fire .. your poem is loaded with image making ... your moonset lacks nothing ... hills, city lights and a body of water as she slips below view ... I think even the roughest of lives can find fond memories somewhere eh!? ;)
E.

[Sharon Jodock-King]

Thanks Gene for leaving this review for her. Wanted you to know I did get a chance to read it to her before She died. And that I'm reading all your heartfelt words for her.

Bill

[Einstein Noodle]

so sorry for your loss :( it is never easy but always, if we let it, teaches us that joy can and will follow such pain and suffering ... again, my condolences Bill

[Kim S.]

A fire in a pit is offered
By a kind stranger on the way
To a car as we embarked from ours

Enjoyed this part, wonderful imagery, I like samore's around a fire

[M. J. Smith]

Such memories you invoke! I've spent many nights staring into flames. Hypnotized by crackling logs and swirling flames, I would dream...
Thanks for reminding me of such times. Beautiful images. Well chosen words. Today, I needed the warmth these words conure. Be well. I will visit again soon.

[William Michael Reeves]

You did warm her heart. Your poetic reviews touched the poet in her. Thank you so much!

[M. J. Smith]

You are both very welcome. The honor is all mine. You move this old Drifter's heart.