Paige Hind Poet Tritina

Fireplace After

Dying so slowly, burn the piled embers
Where I remember fire before your ghost
Touched the cold burial within my hearth.

     Night snow on mantle, in belly; the hearth 
     Must fall to light still dark as the embers
     Could melt once again my body; your ghost

Is dying within me when sheds your ghost
On skin; cold yet comes of the swollen hearth,
The dying's way with me in the embers,

    The embers catch your ghost's gaze in the hearth.

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Nette Onclaud September 30, 2026 at 5:55 PM crackling with a certain sense of absence...beautiful, paige

Yann Rolland September 28, 2026 at 4:30 PM very touching imagery, thanks poet

I Am Anaya September 24, 2026 at 9:43 AM The second stanza is deeply meticulously thought out. A romantic tragedy perhaps dear poetess. Hoping all's Okay? Sending autumn blessings🦋

Valsa George September 24, 2026 at 5:20 AM This is a great Tritina. It smells of death. Words like embers, ghost etc are wisely used. All the best dear Paige.

Kim Rodrigues September 20, 2026 at 8:29 PM as the embers Could melt once again my body… the swollen hearth…last line. Seems to tell a tragic tale. You did well, Paige. ✍️

CayCay Godwin September 20, 2026 at 12:56 PM Oh, boy, something dark is harkening a spark to rivet like a cricket who's been nicked by a spicket. (the sentence proves I've probably been on soup overly long.) OK, serious hat is on my head. The flavor of this is ashy splendor, love the ghosts, embers, burial and the ghosts gaze really spooked me. This reminds me of one I wrote called, EMBERS AND SNOWFLAKES, you'd get into it, it's dtd Jan 2018, I'm pretty sure. The feel and imagery in this are both titallating. CayCay

Anne-Lise Andresen September 18, 2026 at 2:11 AM - Contrasts with emotions...highlights your deeper meaning, Paige - Great done :) - hugs

Nette Onclaud September 17, 2026 at 10:50 PM the mix of cold and ember ...grippingly beautiful, paige !

sara Etgen-Baker September 17, 2026 at 4:38 PM the contrast of fire and ice made for a beautiful, almost mystical poem. Faving.

Sam Kauffman September 15, 2026 at 11:59 AM Paige, I think this is one of your best! There is always a mystical sense about your poems - a sense of life and the afterlife! It's pensive quality draws me into the words. Best wishes for the contest. Blessings of autumn joy!

Ghairo Daniels September 13, 2026 at 12:45 AM Very evocative, Paige. The combination of fire and snow is striking ~ the ghost refrain gives poem an eerie quality just right for what title seeks to convey. I like how you’ve woven belly, body & skin into poem which increases the groundedness of felt emotion. Well done. I enjoyed this read today. Personal blessings. 🕊️

Hiya Sharma September 12, 2026 at 3:57 AM Goshhh, what a soul-chilling and poignant tritina this is! Poetic goosebumps! "Where I remember fire before your ghost" everything fading and vanishing to embers.. yet the fleeting reflection of the face.. sighhh! What a profound piece you've inked here sweet Paige, as always ~ loved reading this, sending you soothing starsz and fairy sparklesszz 🧚 🧚 🌙 💫⭐

Nette Onclaud September 11, 2026 at 7:58 PM ohh, i went deep into your crevice of grief, paige...beautifully done!