Monday, June 21, 2010

Prairie Phoenix


A fierce dawn rises in the east,
Though the sun itself is setting.
Billowing clouds, black above
But brilliant beneath
Pour across the fields and lift
Into the limitless prairie sky.

The roaring sound of death, a furnace wind
Sweeps across the plain,
Leaving behind it nothing
But birth in the dark, scorched earth.
New life rising from the ashes,
Forced into existence by the flames.

16 comments:

anthonynorth said...

An awesome event, if deadly.

Leo said...

yes.. agreed with Anthony.. and u did a seamless joining of the two prompts. well done! :)

Loch Rob said...

Your photo and poem describe the destructive force of wild fire. I hope never to see one. While destructive, they do renew the prairie. Nicely written.

SandyCarlson said...

It is a life--and a powerful one at that.

buttercup600 said...

Oh my...very powerful description...loved it:)

Tumblewords: said...

Powerful - creative use of the prompt - stunning photo.

dorinny said...

wow, powerful imagery, and stunning photo. Must have been amazing to see in person, although in australia, if you see a fire that big up close, you usually just turn and run! hehe

thanks for the comment by the way; I'm really glad that you found it interesting and informative. thanks so much for taking the time to read it; I know its quite a long one.

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Awesome images and very powerful. Great write.....


Melanie

Tammie Lee said...

powerful piece, amazing art with your words too.

Patti said...

excellent take on the prompt and so very timely!

Ramesh Sood said...

New life rising from the ashes,
Forced into existence by the flames.

Hi Carina.. these lines are so true..visit my page to know why I say this..

septembermom said...

The imagery moves well here. Great job.

Americanising Desi said...

Absolutely thrilling to read!

http://americanising-desi.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-births-after-being-born.html

Matt Merritt said...

This one's close to the heart. I'm a prairie boy. Very nice.

Elisha said...

I really like this one. Marty Robbins has a song about a prarie fire. This is the only other treatment of this event that I know of. Your's is decidely more poetic.

Matt Merritt said...

Hey! Get back to writing! I miss reading your stuff.