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Fireside On A Winter Night.
Contributed by
cashfan1
on
Thursday, 15th July 2010 @ 06:09:53 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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This evening I am wearing the fire
Like a great overcoat, snug within snugness.
The room is alive with shadows and flames within shadows
That walk the cieling and the oak floor
Where I sit in sagging comfort of the armchair.
The whisky I drink is a hellfire and brimstone preacher,
But how I love his fiery sermon, the liquid gold of words
Flowing over tongune, coating throat
And my belly murmurs a soft satisfaction.
Through a crack in the curtains the porch light cast a picture
Of lawn and trees framed by gently falling snow.
And at the sky's edge a half moon is tempting stars
With a suductive glance.
And still the logs burn, the flames dance,
A fine ballet performed on the great hearth,
The fluting tune of wind in the chimney breast
Caps a perfect performance.
I watch the shadows on the wall, private within flame,
Mesmerised by the performance, silent.
Through the gap in the curtain I catch another glance,
The snow is falling still, the stars edging toward oblivion
And I put another log on the fire, the flames roar,
I wrap myself closer in the great coat of the burning logs.
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Re: Fireside On A Winter Night.
(User Rating: 1 ) by andrewjones12 on
Thursday, 15th July 2010 @ 07:09:16 AM AEST (User
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very nice. |
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Re: Fireside On A Winter Night.
(User Rating: 1 ) by pooja on
Thursday, 15th July 2010 @ 10:22:28 AM AEST (User
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Fantastic ! Your poem echoes something we all have felt sometime of the other and love... !
Nothing like a warm, snug winter fire :) Reminiscent of great times and close to the heart moments of pleasure A very vivid and comforting poem.Very well done friend !! Bless you. |
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Re: Fireside On A Winter Night.
(User Rating: 1 ) by spud on
Thursday, 15th July 2010 @ 11:19:02 AM AEST (User
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Hi Dennis,
Excellent! I can hear the logs crackling, I can taste
the whiskey (Scotch, I hope?), I can feel myself
smarming at the icy discomfort outside the
window - and all because you brought it alive
with this wonderful rendering.
Tommy
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Re: Fireside On A Winter Night.
(User Rating: 1 ) by LovingWhispers on
Friday, 16th July 2010 @ 11:38:13 PM AEST (User
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I agree with our fellow poet Spud.
How wonderfully you have "painted" the canvas and taken the reader on a beauitfully.cosy journey with your words.
Everything about me settled into the snugness of this piece as I read,awaiting each line,and I would have been happy for it to continue on lol...soothing as a lullaby.
Bravo!!
Blessings
LW |
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Re: Fireside On A Winter Night.
(User Rating: 1 ) by antikythera on
Sunday, 18th July 2010 @ 05:06:50 AM AEST (User
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Great imagery and metaphors in this poem. Keep it up |
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