Fire On The Mountain

I remember the day

the Sun dove straight into the ocean

                             as fast as it could

                  in a ball 

             of blazing glory

               to escape 

                

         the dirt brown haze

     and its own runaway heat

         that was smothering 

                everything

             while clouds 

         turned the colors

of a distant fire on the mountain

and there was 

no rain 

in sight.

Ken Owen   Van Niddy Press   November 2014