July Sulfur (A Poem)

Ah, the smell of sulfur

Fills the hazy air

This breezy July night

And sets my thoughts in motion

To ages long gone by

 

This burning fuel of beauty

And blasts of brilliant rays

Is far beyond the predecessors

That dealt in gunpowder

And bullet induced flames

 

So once there was a struggle

That from time to time renews

But such July evenings

Hold everything

Our passion

Our life

Our truth

 

A selection from the book “Shadows and Shade” by Pittsburgh writer Jason Greiner.