Best Fireplace Poems

You entered my room
a long time ago
across many summers,
now when this winter looks
at the trees shedding the leaves
you are by the closed window
leaning on the...

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In November I write of winter
  for I am weary of the old year and tired bones
I visualize all hardships blanketed with fresh snowfall
geese...

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I was wiping the dust off an old snow globe in the upstairs attic, when a mop of honey-blonde hair suddenly appeared through the wooden...

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                       Sunset Shiverings


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nascent 
     dawn appears
kaleidoscope 
 of 
color
  midnight 
    sighs 
      ...

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'Twas the night before Christmas' ...
          And with finances dead,
      ...

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Last night I lay in the darkness of my room 
like i always do 
Me, a dim lamplight and thoughts of you 
my only companions...

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Whispers of sunset
     Carry on wings of evening birds
     Rising moon awaits wolfs’ howls

Sundown serenade
  ...

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He walked with her a good mile
and talked with increasing smile,
with wonder he sat,
for the gladness in her heart;
...spent her days with wild hope ---
that...

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To ignite a life
within an empty fireplace
where the glow of the flame
reigns supreme,
reminds me
of a life time,
born and death
so, it seems.

For when the flame dies
and...

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You entered my room a long time ago
across the dry landscape of many summers 
now when this winter looms over the trees 
shedding the wilted...

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Come, winter, once again,
the way you came to me when I was young,
and with a handsome boy as we took a little stroll
along a country...

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   "A crescent dahlia floats, birthed in decay ~
            midst emerald ferns,
...

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My watch is broken, I can not wait for you to get here
The sun is heating,(I cannot believe) today, we're finally meeting.
I'm not quite sure...

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It was Christmas Eve, not a soul made a sound,
And not so much as a mouse could be found,
The children had hung their stockings on...

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