Fires flame the midnight sky

Lightning crashes, thunders by

Anger keeps her, at this pace

Feeds her hunger, in this place

Ravenous, the power exceeds

A turbulence, no one does need

Explosive, in her deadly task

Voracious, she unveils her mask

Fire flows from out her hands

Burns the ground, on which she stands

And she feels no heat, as the lava flows

For the night is, forever, in her throes

 

 

February Writing Prompt: Volatile Voracity – Day 28/28 Another month has flown by!! Looking forward to Michelle’s challenges for March! 🙂

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