Crimson
Ardent blades burn in sun’s passion.
Fired scarlet, succulent leaves
gather to bear the bloom.
Fervent petals waft in sultry air
like excited flames, goaded
by a mesmerized smithy.
Enraptured I stare in stillness.
In a sky of virescence, I float
looking down in my mind to
that crimson eye-flood.
Stoke the heart-head inferno,
Loosed in a bang of distractions consumed,
and
rest in the ever ember-ashes of now.
