Sunday, April 10, 2005

Smokejumper Poem 4 Comments

Rating: 3.6

The door of Jump 16 opens to an unnerving roar,
Swings aside and reveals five hundred acres of fire
Crowning in black spruce
Orange tongues of burning gases lick high into the air.
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Lori Messenger
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Peter A. Crowther 29 September 2005

Good description and I love that last line!

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