Vulcan: God of Fire


A breath
stirs from the belly
of heavy, molten slumber,
moaning and grumbling.
Cold, hard lungs cough and inhale.

A tamed mouth, kept silent for too long
ruptures a white, cool silence as its voice erupts
into the heavens and offers up a prayer, this
god of fire reaches with deft claws to capture the timid skies.

Speech, free and flowing, driven and desperate as hungry amber
tones now argue in red fury, burning the earth’s crusted
feet and scorching the skin it ambles over. In the wake of self expression,
the cragged face of a new temple is quiet; it stands aloft but alone in the cool sky.



Author: Anita Lubesh

I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now.. I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog. I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong.

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