“Firetop”

“Firetop” ©️C.P. Hickey 2018

“Firetop”

Spinning up toward the top.

Fire swirls in and about.

It wants to be seen,

So that others will join the cause.

Combustible chlorophyll climbing branch after branch,

A melting metamorphosis defying gravity.

Reaching out to the setting sun,

Looking to light descending darkness.

Darkness falls,

But never wins.

Chased away by a colossal elliptical orbit.

Stardust contains all the fuel needed to keep the fires burning,

Until such time that they don’t.

“Just Is”

“Above bored” ©️ C.P. Hickey 2018

“Just Is”

The fabric of reality rests on the perception of a fine line.

This perception shifts-shifts.

Ambiguous pluralities abound the spheres.

No quarter for rest-rest.

Anxieties infect a normative mind.

Daydream dreams exist-exist.

Until the senses fail in time.

Doubts sustained persist-persist.

History repeats itself.

A narrative of defeats-defeats.

An ego driven wandering.

Weary soldiers pondering.

A dearth of hope prolonging,

Inevitable demise-demise.