A Scorcher: A Savvy Poem

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I emerge from the edge of your denseness,

and keep on moving, only stopping when

I reach the space in which the tip of the sun’s

longest ray reaches me to tap upon my head.

In solidarity with this friendliest of touches,,

I become a bright-orange glow, shining back

at you –  hot, hot, hot and …………..scorching!

copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019

Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay

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