not of grass
through dense heavy air
not for soup
endless hollows of lake
lifted to the zone above
500 gallons dropped again and again
out of place
bursts onto scene
when and where it wants
like hide and seek peek a boo
of the earth
back to ashes but
hearts still pulse souls still resound
thank you fire fighters-boots on the ground-forestry
every size shape and being
on alert in fight or flight
safety first we understand though difficult
not of storms
but of the wrapping of self in arms
of a loved one knowing
all is well we’re in good hands
by Faye Arcand.
17 thoughts on “Ode to The Fire Fighters”
Love this one, Faye!
Thanks Sally. xo
Very moving poem. Are you in a danger zone?
Hi Denise. Yes. We’ve been out of our home for a week. We were let back today. The fire fighters have been amazing. Feels good to be home. xo
I’m glad you’re able to be back home. Was there any damage?
Oh man. I’ve never been so happy to be home in my life. There’s no damage or charred bushes. One home was lost a few streets over. The firefighters are amazing.
That’s great. I’m glad you’re safe and your home is unscathed. Fingers crossed you won’t be in the line of any more fires.
Lovely! My prayers go to all the firefighters out there risking their lives to protect.
Thanks Jina. Those fire-fighters are amazing. We finally got back in our home today. Very thankful.
Awesome! So obviously from your heart 🙂 and experience … hope you’ll be safely back in your home soon!
Thanks Norma. Finally home. xo
A poem that well captures it – stay safe.
Thank you. This afternoon we were allowed home. We are weary and thankful.