The air is cool
The Moon sits high
The night is black
As here I lie

The silence is eerie
My ears are alert
The sounds make me Leary
I'm scared and I'm hurt

Sleep forces itself , upon my eyes
I dare not close, for here what may lie
I here the crack of some branches behind
My dangerous plight , and my breath I cant find

The pearly white teeth in front of me glares
The coyote it growls, and at me it stares
Then just when I pray and think I am done
Is the lone wolf of silver, in the midnight sun

With movements so swift, as that of a hawk
He faces my enemy and as a shield he does block
With his head to moon, he cry's out a howl
The coyote backs off and away he does prowl

As the beautiful wise wolf turns his head toward me
He's mysterious but scary and I just want to flee
With a powerful leap into the darkness he's gone
This wolf save my life and now he's off in the dawn

Written by E.M.Rushton

Once again spring is here
the animals run again in fear
the grass is dead , the trees are dry
the weather is warm and the sun is up high

The firefighters gear up to roll
Protecting the land is their main goal
They study the weather and put out alerts
And pray to god no one gets hurt

The radio blares of a fire out there
Lights and sirens , no time to spare
Light grey in color , the column of smoke
the one that lit it , thinks its a joke

Back in the woods , in no mans land
Its hard to contain , in a softwood stand
the wind is high , no rain in sight
The flaming beast put up a fight

With faces of black and smelling of smoke
the beast is contained, but a long ways from out
We now have a hose line around the perimeter
Our bellies hungry with no time for dinner

Written by E.ME. M. Rushton

The heat was intense, The inferno had crowned
The tress were black sticks, alone in the ground
the men and women .who fought the blaze
Knows all to well ,what in it does lays

there the little fawn does lie
with no trees , it try's to hide
And momma coyote, who's young are gone
paces blindly into the dawn

The nest of birds, that did survive
lays the young, that couldn't fly
and in the soot ,a dead fox lays
where it use, to run and play

the moss and plants, that here they grew
Until the fire, raged on through
the homes of many, now destroyed
and many hearts ,there is a void

A fire fighter ,who fought today
in a hospital bed, there she lays
you lit the fire, and had your fun
You can’t undo what’s already been done .

Written by E.M.Rushton