After when

After when

when the fierce
when the inferno sinks muttering

when peat closes around the embers
the fierce flames covering

when felled trees smoulder
hacked and towed away
to clear the fierce

after the rain
that pattered here evaporated there
where the heat was too fierce

after when the green
timid courageous
the small yellow faces of cats ear

appear in morning shade
where only cinders
crunched crisp underfoot

when the fierce
subsides we breath
for a while.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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