My muse has been resting after the release of my latest book – Magical Whispers. I am trying to stir her with the following prompt:
When I chose to write about neighborhood wildfires, she reminded me of How Fragile is Life!
She told me to share that poem again. I’ve kicked her awake yet not satisfied with her half-hearted effort.
Here it goes:
Each year I witness,
Wildfires that ravage homes
Bringing along boundless misery.
I’ve only seen the smoke
But neighborhoods go up in it
Hazy skies hold little promise
As we coop inside our homes
To avoid unhealthy air.
Life goes on for us
But it halts for those
Who were at the mercy of flames.
© Balroop Singh
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