Firewood

Overgrowths of arm-post life Lift upward as my steam-breath Vanishes thinly into the sky Cool sweat drips deliberately As the stacks grow larger And the sawdust smells and sticks The wagon-load will wallow obediently As the frost bites cleanly Through the still winter dusk Ash white smoke curls softly From the cut-stone chimney Where a portrait of simplicity Sleeps eternally in my mind

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 1/19/2023 1:33:00 PM

Congratulations on this winning work. Way to go. Sara

Andy Chunn
Date: 1/27/2023 2:07:00 PM

I appreciate you taking time to comment on my poem. Best wishes to you.

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 1/19/2023 6:35:00 AM

Nice images in this one Andy. Congratulations on your win! :)

Andy Chunn
Date: 1/19/2023 11:34:00 AM

Thank you for the comments. I read your entry "As I Dream" and was taken by the beautiful, sensuous flow of your words. Congrats to you too!

Brian Sambourne

Date: 1/18/2023 1:10:00 PM

Exceptionally fine imagery that links the warming energy of firewood burning to reassuring smoke that nurtures a comforting sleep. The woodstove in my northern cabin does exactly that - bestowing a heated comfort to drive out the cold. Congratulations on your win! Cheers Brian

Andy Chunn
Date: 1/19/2023 11:31:00 AM

Thank you for stopping by and reading my poem. I appreciate your input and comments. Congratulation to you too for your poem "Heatwave". I really enjoy the rhythmic meter and the imagery. Nicely done!

Lin Lane

Date: 12/10/2021 6:54:00 AM

A mundane subject that you managed to make interesting... AND your last verse was a good enough stand-along to garner you a contest win. Well done, Andy!

Andy Chunn
Date: 12/15/2021 9:06:00 PM

Thanks you Lin. I appreciate the kind words from a writer like you. God Bless.