Poems/A Bonfire in June

Smoke signals and fireflies dance, sparklers crack as children prance, while I waft in billowing stance, caught in its trance, caught in its trance.

Water droplets clamber calmly, hidden locusts singing softly, fire roaring ever slightly, hushed eerily, hushed eerily.

Lightning flashes deathly white, shattering the dead of night, tranquility in such a sight, destructive light, destructive light.

Coveting the relative peace, succumbing to imminent cease, mind and body, complete release, stressors decease, stressors decease.

Lone Wolf1990 (talk) 08:01, August 26, 2013 (UTC)