Flame

hot tongues of fire

leaping up ever higher

burning through the air

Phoenix

so regal and bright

the bird bursts into ashes

then rises anew

Fire Pit

high metal bracket

piled high with coarse dry wood

just waiting for warmth

Sparks

floating through the air

like a falling, glowing star

Ouch! Sparks are still hot!

Fireflies

filching out at night

with a flutter and a flash

it's their time to shine

Ember

The fire has died

but one glowing ember stays

a promise of light