The Burning Road

When I place my foot

upon the burning road

I feel the heat of fire.

I feel the cool of fire

when I hold my foot

above the icy road.

But this is my road

and this is my fire

and this is my foot.

My foot longs for the burning road of fire.

This is my second poem of the day and my second tritina, too. Here, I experimented with shorter line lengths and an even simpler structure. You can read my first tritina, ‘The Women’, along with a description of the tritina form, here.