Poetry, Poetry/Prose Mine Ash March 15, 2014 Pam Rossow Leave a comment They were solid- sunlight and energy wrapped up in liquid until tiny flames became infernos. Burning an orange hot, frenzy. Until steam smothering vapors put out fuel. Silence then ash. ~Pamela Click it!Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related