The Red Fingers

August 17, 2010
By jezzyc BRONZE, Kamloops, Other
jezzyc BRONZE, Kamloops, Other
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The Match has been struck
The kindling lit
You watch as the red and orange fingers grow
Taller, stronger and hotter
Consuming everything in reach
Waiting for the chance to get out of your control
To bite the hand that created them
But yoy know these fingers are ones of mass destrustion
Over them you have one advantage...
You know their weakness.

The author's comments:
This poem was really just me working on my imagery, but i thought it turned out alright. In case you didn't figure it out this poem is about fire.

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