Fire & Wood


Water far away won’t quench the thirst you have now.


Quick-spreading flames
Char once-dense woods.
Low-stooping falcon
Bends in for the kill.
I have not yet seen my lord
And my heart is sore.


Fire consumes wood, just as love – 
especially unrequited love, 
or love for someone far from you – 
can consume the lover. 
There is nothing more to say.

©Loes Raaphorst 10/2005