Leonnyes Z to A Challenge: “F” is for Fire

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Fire

In my dream,
spot-fires bleed across the foothills,
crest on the summit,
swoop into our valley.

In the morning,
when I awaken,
you are gone.

Poem: “Dream”

Dream

Last night I dreamt of
feathers and shape-shifting.
Today a wren perches on a naked branch
outside my window.
By afternoon
the tree is in full bloom.