Ravings of a Rabid Werewolf - Poetry by Wolf - 43. Red Noon

A brown haze surrounds

Blocking sight past a few feet

A dim light hovers

Making the eerie sky red

As I wonder what comes next

The bear clings in fear

Tired, thirsty, and defeated

A little water

And it's carried to safety

One more Koala will live

The fire hose sprays

As roos jump towards its mist

Intense heat blasts us

Trying to force our retreat

The roos are smarter and flee

Flames begin to rise

As three spinning columns form

And rise to the sky

In a frightening display

It's my nightmare while awake

Flames roar on all sides

As the circle closes in

Blocking our escape

Eyes turn to the blood red sky

As a tanker's water falls

The beast devours all

As it hunts relentlessly

In search of more food

The battle appears endless

But we will beat the fire

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