Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE OIL FIRE, by GEORGE BOND First Line: The lightning strikes, a sudden blinding flash Last Line: Is smouldering ruin, shriveled, seared and black. Subject(s): Fire; Oil Fields | ||||||||
THE lightning strikes, a sudden blinding flash Of forked fire, a rending, tearing crash, A deafening roar that shakes the very ground, A sharp report, a sudden crackling sound! The tank is struck! the mounting flames leap high In wild fantastic light against the sky. The strong steel crumples writhing in the heat Twisting grotesquely, savage heat waves beat In furnace blasts along the reeling air, The oil fields lit and crimsoned with the glare In wild unearthly beauty. Heavy, low The black smoke hangs above the sullen glow In rolling clouds with red flames bursting through. The whole earth has a lurid crimson hue, The curious crowds that gather in to gaze In half awed silence watch the great tank blaze In devastating splendor. Far and wide The sullen smoke hangs low on every side, The giant tank boils over, everywhere A boiling flood of flame. The scorching air Is blistering; blinding, seething torrents flow In red cascades of flame. The savage glow Of molten metal smoulders, twisted, scarred; The oil soaked ground is blasted, burned and charred. All that remains to show the great fire's track Is smouldering ruin, shriveled, seared and black. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEFORE WE MOTHERNAKED FALL by DYLAN THOMAS PIONEER: THE VIGNETTE OF AN OIL-FIELD by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON OIL FIELDS AT NIGHT by ANNE SOUTHERNE TARDY SKETCHES OF THE TEXAS PRAIRIE: 'APRIL RAINS' by GEORGE BOND A CONSERVATIVE by CHARLOTTE PERKINS STETSON GILMAN FEBRUARY IN ROME by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 5. THE HOUSE BEAUTIFUL by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON UNDERSTANDING by NIXON WATERMAN |
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