"Sad stuff makes beautiful poetry, but it's not so pretty to live with." [-Merecat]
*For the Dear Diary Competition*
(I recommend anything beyond 'Tumbling Ash' for the rest is a mess of nonsense words that hold no character, no story and absently fill the page)


52. Tumbling Ash

(I know I said I wouldn't update, but the timings switched a little and I've got a chance to do one entry)


What if the sky were to catch on fire?

One star tipped that just one degrees higher than the others,

and all of a sudden that gloomy blackness

that fades from the tangerine orange of the morning glow,

lights up into a marvellous blaze of



Each stars breaks free from the restraining grip of the dark

and tumbles to the concrete pavements below,

waiting for greedy hands or handbags to stow-away in.


What would happen to all those trees that scratch the sky,

those chimneys that stand tall,

would they burn or just watch as the sky turns into a messy

mix of flames and colour?


The moon would be as frantic as the sun,

the silver reflecting the miraculous spirals of fire,

the sun still a huge ball of heat.


I guess the sun never gets to have any fun.


-24th July 2015


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