Bellowed Be Thy Flame.



When I have nothing better

to do or nowhere new to go,

wordsmiths forge is where

you’ll find me.


Honing, moulding, fashioning,

musing, foraging for passion  

and feelings to fuse together

In the ashen braze.


Tete-a-tete between hammer

and anvil brokers an accord,

fiery phoenix tongs dipped in

icy chill, tempers.