| Nicole's Poetry Online |
| "Fire Thorn" |
| The sky is ablaze Red, violet, vivid orange The solar orb returns to The stable as I gaze Fire night Moon so bright Pupils shrink Horsemen alight Souls revealed Animals cower During the night's Bewitching hour Cloves of garlic Grains of thyme Put off the inevitable Everyone tries Blow your pipe Tune the lyre I'll be the one To get the thorn of fire Fire night Moon so bright Pupils shrink Horsemen alight Souls revealed Animals cower During the night's Bewitching hour The music's playing The cauldron aflame The feeling's enough To drive someone insane A sharp end at A drop of blood Take off the black Executioner's hood Everyone hides and No one's brave The certain visiting hour When devils come to play A skeleton's smile distorts His misshapen jowls On a lone remote cliff The gray wolf howls Fire night Moon so bright Pupils shrink Horsemen alight Souls revealed Animals cower During the night's Bewitching hour Cloves of garlic Grains of thyme Put off the inevitable Wait for the sublime The shadows get tired The dark starts to fade The ball returns But they're still afraid |