Flames stretch to stars;

Last year’s troubles rise in smoke.

I breathe the clear air of a new year.


About grannysu

storyteller, writer, poet, gardener, countrywoman
This entry was posted in A River of Stones, aros, short poems, Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

3 Responses to Fire

  1. justjulia says:

    I have read your “stones” from “Granddaughter to this one. They are vivid and evocative. Wonderful additions to the river. I am glad to have the chance to read them.

  2. grannysu says:

    Thank you, Julia. It is an honor to write for the river.

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