I truly had high hopes for this. This poem was meant to be longer and “deeper”, but my brain just couldn’t produce more content. I want this to be a journey of a girl discovering fire that eventually backfires. Initially, I wanted this to be a short story too. The way I remembered it, I had the line of “It burned the grass and the leaves, then reached my heart as it flamed,” to be the ending, but I didn’t give it enough time to produce it. Yes, I was running out of time because I’m submitting this for a magazine. Got rejected as always, and I’m okay with that, but the issue I regret most is that I should’ve worked on this more and put more thought into it.

 

SPARKED

 

… Fire …

Dancing in air

Illuminates the sky

With that spark of flair

You light me up high

 

… Blaze …

Taking up space

Too great to conquer

Should I be grateful-

For a forest to brace this much grace?

 

… Inferno …

It sparked out. And my name, it claimed

It burned the grass and the leaves,

Then reached my heart as it flamed.