It’s national poetry day!

It was dawn and the wind

Gentle and kind caressed my naked face

Passing the day

With melodies it whispered on the breeze

But in moonshadow he becomes the wolf

Howling, puts a thousand suns to sleep

As clouds and raindrops gathered.

Thunder applauding, the lightning kissed the trees

And then the fire came.

Every last inch of skin and bone ablaze

Bringing a flamenco

Of vanilla and red wine and cigarettes

Fingersteps trace

A pathway across exotic new lands

Dancing in the flames

And I wonder why you are so far away