March 5, 2010

Chasing the Sun

Posted in poems tagged , , , , , , , , , at 4:52 am by Mark

You know what it is to love bright and hot
And stir the blackened ash the flames leave behind.
Instead, turn to look at the sky.
See the single star rise and brighten the night
And scorch away the fleeing darkness.
The hottest fire comes from the rising sun,
That is only warm upon your frosty fingertips,
Compared to the ice which drips from twinkling lights.
But, come midday, your sweat will pour and skin glisten
With the excitement of chasing that fiery orb
To make sure it never sets to the distant west,
Until your heart has beat it’s last.


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