Blackened trees
Clinging
To
Hillside
Licked by
Flames
Shot sky
High
A brutal
End
Death by
Fire
New life
Arises
From the
Pyre
20 thoughts on “Burned To A Crisp”
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Fantastic imagination
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Thank you.
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So true!
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Nature has a way of healing itself, fortunately.
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Indeed! Thankfully!
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Too many fires going on in the western United States.
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Yes, there are.
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It is so good to see new life arise after the wildfires. I do feel for the trees and love how they support each other through the root network 💜
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Yes, it is encouraging. Thanks for your thoughtful comment.
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Poignant, sad, but also hopeful. Same here, the sadness of charred trees.
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Sad, yes, but, new life springs forth almost immediately.
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Yes, I’m always thrilled by that, nature is truly resilient – has to be with us around.
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Isn’t that the truth!
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Indeed
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A well-composed photo, Sandy – its strong verticals work well with your words
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Thanks, Debbie. I appreciate your comment!
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Love this poem… devastation with new hope at the end. Well done!
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Thanks much!
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You’re welcome!
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