I have written a new poem which I hope you all will enjoy reading. There are two ways of enterpreting this poem, depending on your definition of 'cleave'.
Around the fire eyes light up,
The flicker reflected 'thousand times,
As fire leaps and dives, pent up,
The figures come portrayed within these rhymes.
The flames begin to fall and stumble,
As the figures rise and leave,
Those remaining turn and mumble,
Friendship bonds are torn and cleaved.
The fire though can be reborn,
From embers left quite unextinguished,
Though outsiders laugh with scorn,
Our friendship stays strong, undiminished.
Thank you everyone and I hope to see all of you writing yourselves.