Shawn L. Bird

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poem-smoke August 1, 2017

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Summer here,

choking heat

forests fill the sky

as ash.

 

poem- fire again August 5, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:04 pm
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Where there’s smoke, there’s fire, they say

and all around me is grey.

The hills are obscured by haze

the acrid scent of it bites my nostrils

creates an ache in my throat, until

I want to go anywhere but here, where

there is fear of fires leaping valleys

razing the city.  July in BC, seems to mean

burning bushes, without any sign of divinity.

 

 
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