The Volunteer Firefighter
Tones awaken my ears
Dreams on hold at 3 a.m.
Dispatch gives the details
On the next call as
I kiss my wife goodbye
The Matador
Tired of fighting
life’s bulls
one after another
please
take this red cape
away from me
Breaking Free
Years passed
till one day –
courage found
to break free
from the cage
Now a backbone
with wings
Feeling the Heat
Her touch
Shows no mercy
Just like an arsonist
It only takes striking one match
The orange glow of gluttony in her eyes
Setting my whole world on fire
The flames dance in delight
Burnt in my mind
Her touch
About Jennifer Carr
Poetry written by Jennifer Carr. Jennifer lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico and enjoys spending time with her partner and two children. She is an EMT and firefighter. When she is not working at the local hospital, she spends way too much time writing poetry. Her poetry has been published by Triumph House Poetry with a Purpose. Her poetry has also been recognized by ZenUnleashed, Fanstory, as well as several newspapers. She loves flying by her own wings and looks for any opportunity to soar to new heights. Don’t forget to follow her on Twitter, @PoetryHaiku13.
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