Facing Fire
Facing the fiery ring…
Flames lasciviously licking kith and kin and kitsch..
Though unseen
You stood before me,
A shield against the malestrom.
It was all so quick:
A spark, the shout, the fire wall…
Get out! Get out! Get out!
Then glass hail exploded and fell,
A few flicks of spring’s spit,
And then the…