The sky's afire

The sky’s afire;

breath of  night

brings a flamey chill

and the promise

of unseen shadows.

The sky’s afire;

the day is burnt -

wasted ashes in the grate,

smoke in the wind.

The sky’s afire;

dreams begin their siren call

imaginations driving

into impending darknesses.

The sky’s afire,

the day is cooked

tonight

I bite the baking.

The sky’s afire –

the heavens are telling.