He’s a bitter, fascinated
dangerous, pyro-twisted
firestarter
exulting, burning, destroying
racing and dancing and jumping
mad firebug
nightmare task to then put it out
stoking professionals’ self-doubt
the fireman
fighting fires of stupidity
or perhaps mad idiocy
faces firelit
their only thought to douse the flame
and afterwards assign the blame
post firefight…
Over at dVerse Poets Pub, Laura Bloomsbury in Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft, invites us to write a poem incorporating compound words, in a
form invented by Margaret R. Smith (source here):-
poem’s title includes the stem word
15 lines
5 stanzas
3 lines per stanza
rhyme scheme a,a,b
meter 8/8/3
last line of each stanza includes a compound word using the same stem
e.g. footsore, footstool, footage; OR underfoot; pussyfoot etc
I should say that Barbara and I have been bingeing “Fire Country”…