Fire Poem by Suzette Richards

watching a naked flame
with its flickering orange hues
warms the cockles of the heart
reminiscing of scenarios
that were never realised—
.
crickets rub their legs together
in a serenade
the friction required - relentless
like firesticks
necessary for survival in the bush
a crackling fire within me
an unquenchable longing …
.
a once in a blue moon occurrence
my recall of events drifts
into the stratosphere—
.
the blue flame of the candle
I once held for you
still burns steadily
in the zero gravity
of reality …