We light this fire
with planks of driftwood
on cool Ventura nights
hearing the ocean roar
like our youthful passion
that will never fizzle out,
a desire that will last
for an eternity
The bonfire lights up the sky
with resurrecting fire,
turning old ideas
into hopeful beginnings
Another log onto the fire,
to build up our spirits
to purify our bodies,
our minds set free.
Bonfire was first published in The Mindful Word.
For Bonfire and other fine poems read my poetry collection, Rain on Cabrillo.
Like that third verse especially!
Thank you!!
You’re welcome!
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
Gee, I’m loving all your entries today, Mark! This is beautiful. I hope there’s a time when we can experience that again.