Bonfire Days  These are the days------ ----Oh those bonfire days When grey smoke towers tall When leaves crisp and brown Have all falling down----------- And we kindle them in the fall When they've lost all their luster And have been gathered in clusters And we rally them in a pyre----- As the orange flames leap--- Crackle and creep------ In the roaring blaze of the fire And the ruddy flames dance---- In the moonlight trance---- As shadows tower,higher and higher Growing taller and strong Smaller and long In the spitting flames of the fire Yes, these are the days----- -----Oh, those bonfire days When vapors linger in the night Burning leaves blowing Towering fire glowing As the bonfire days burn bright. (c)copyright 2007 all rights reserved. Autumn Poems The Poetic Seasons Of My Soul |