Best Fire Pit Poems
Autumn Side Of September...In the middle ages
these roughed and scuffed decades
between newborn crocus -snow-melt-nursed- and
dried hydrangea blooms sepia-skinned and papery thin
I earned the right to wear sapphires
and b......
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Categories:
fire pit, age, beauty, birth, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Haiku - Late September...oak’s coy hint of red
blushes shy leaves midst the green -
sunset steals day’s warmth
goldenrod plumes nod
as twilight shows off the stars -
the fire pit crackles
Susan Ashley
Septembe......
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Categories:
fire pit, appreciation, autumn, beauty, nature,
Form:
Haiku
Love Is Blind 2...(This a new Version created using many editing suggestions from Linda:)
I picked you up
like a “shiny” newly minted copper penny
it was your kitten fur voice
O how you would hate that...
th......
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Categories:
fire pit, love hurts,
Form:
Free verse
A Camping Morn...The fire pit has been made
The kindling has been laid
The match was put to the dry, dry wood
And the flames began to play
The fire now is burning bright
The coffee pot is on
It is the way to ......
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Categories:
fire pit, april,
Form:
Rhyme
Inferno Love...The butterflies in my soul
They ignite my eyes.
I'm breathless
Yet I feel so alive.
The scorching embers, oh how they burn
But yet they feel so polite,
As if a searing reminder
That I'll be alrig......
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Categories:
fire pit, body, conflict, corruption, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
A Fire For Warmth...A few hot-orange embers burn low in the fire pit.
Morning has sprung, evident only
In the vague concrete illumination
of an overcast sky.
Scattered twigs and last night's remaining logs
Are tossed u......
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Categories:
fire pit, friendship, love, nature, world,
Form:
Free verse
Back For Good...Absense makes the heart grow fonder
Did you miss me? A question for you to ponder
Even if you said you did not you are a liar
The bad ones back and its you that I am after
Before you jump throu......
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Categories:
fire pit, death, time,
Form:
Jealousy...Your skin is dark green,
lying coiled, like a Mamba
ready to strike sinking its
venomous fangs deep.
You are the primary color
of human emotion. Ready
to burst forth in anger
and ......
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Categories:
fire pit, animal, color, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
My Pyro Side Loves a Bonfire...The bonfire warms me at first, but swiftly turns from nurturing and loving
to raging, and venomously hungry. She is giving off a vicious, angry vibe in seconds.
From gentle to formidable. I watc......
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Categories:
fire pit, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Personification
Wautoma...Wautoma
The stillness of a gentle breeze.
The rustling of the fallen leaves.
Sun shines through the naked trees.
Flowers being pollinated by the bees.
Ashes waft up from the fire pit,
Where l......
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Categories:
fire pit, appreciation, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
The Scary Story...Around a campfire children sat
Trading stories of ghouls ghosts and bats
Shrieking with laughter and delicious fear
A reminder of Halloween drawing near.
One child stayed quiet with a ghostly exp......
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Categories:
fire pit, dark, death, evil, halloween,
Form:
Rhyme
Blazing Eagles...Blazing Eagles soaring across a moonless midnight sky
Black glowing talons of ember ripping dark Souls apart
Squawking, quenching thirst from the river of tears I cry
Flaming beaks devour Eternal ......
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Categories:
fire pit, death, love, wife,
Form:
Sonnet
Pompeii...In the Grecian bay, of Paradise lost, a slumbering Giant
Does sleep, at eases restless peace.
Beneath thunder mountain's base, across the blue divide,
Exists a bustling sea port, full of culture a......
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Categories:
fire pit, adventure, imagination, inspirational, international,
Form:
Free verse
Love In Smoke...Fire pit is ablaze.
Flame flickering, smoke billows.
Your image dances.......
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Categories:
fire pit, fire, missing you,
Form:
Haiku
Castaway...After Derek Walcott’s Poem
We have this in common
Sandy spit
Empty hours to walk alone
Needing to find use
For the forgotten
In the eyes of other people
Washed up
Softens all tones
To sandblasted ......
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Categories:
fire pit, loss, nature, places, travel,
Form:
Free verse