Best Fireside Poems

When did I lose them --
Where did they go --
These things I remember
as a soft fire glows?
My early days, my springtime,
Left so far behind --
Comes quietly returning
As memories unwind.

Circus days and Sundays,
Spotted pups and Mondays,
A summer breeze, some Christmas trees,
A sad day in November.
Quiet nights...

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Unravel your ego
sit down for a spell
Let the cool green glass
of deception dispel
Wind all your hair 
'round the wheel and dissolve
Tell me your story
and we'll be involved
You will be captain
and I your first mate
in the skies of forgiveness
pop bubbles of hate
We'll write out our names
with...

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On this February day
All around the world
So many hearts
In so many twirls

Roses and chocolates
Presents of love
There will be joins of two
Like hands in a glove

Candlelit dinners
Champagne on ice
Dressed to impress
Perfumes will entice

Slow ballads play
Whispers in ears
Hands in wander
Saying, i so love you dear

Skins are caressed
As...

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By the hearth whether given stolen or made                                     ...

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Burning embers in the night
Smoke is rising slow
Encasing me in warm delight
Creating mental glow

I close my eyes and listen to
The evenings soothing sounds
Like crickets chirps, the tree frogs peeps
And distant barking hounds

I languish in the darkness
Like the moon and stars above
I'm now at rest and...

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I'm sitting alone by the flame,
with lonely heart beating your name.
and thinking, my darling, of you.

I tried to enjoy the dance,
in my new gown, ordered from France.
It enhances my eyes of blue.

But no other arms felt like yours,
and all of my partners were bores.
Only your...

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the warmth of glowing red embers~from the earth a gift of black coal

© Harry J Horsman 2018...

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Black birds in the sky
Tumbling in droves to the ground
Omen for last year

The grass grows greener
Where clouds hide sunlight in rain
The coming of war

I can write the day
However I spell the sun
Freedom is but words

Some search for old links
In new metaphors, poems
Like women change too

Here...

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By the fire in the night
Fireside firelight
Feeding air the flaring flames
Glowing dimly of amber orange 

Slowly charring smoke rising up
By the fire in the night hearing that slight pop
Snapping the licking of the flickering flame
Afterglow the yellow to the engulfing of new grain

Wood untouched unburnt...

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Sitting by the fire,
With the one I admire.
I've never wanted more,
It's him that I adore.
Flames reflecting off his face,
Making my heart race.
Time comes to a stop,
All my worries drop.
I feel as if I'm frozen,
For I'am the one he's chosen.
His touch sparks fire within me,
This proves...

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Fireside
beside the waves 
that were lying dormant;
At dawn the sky exploded red; 
Sunrise....

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I remember a boy child
who thrilled to hear dark
ghost stories

Told around a crackling fire
circle of faces
looking

imaging down
heavy lidded

in toward suggestive
face drawn shadows

warming late night 
glowing light.

Outdoor cold wildness
exciting safely distant terrors
experienced vicariously
around this goosebumping circle
of starlit trembling bliss

Safety,
sustained light of humane 
encircling comfort,
shadowing resilient powers
of...

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love displayed by fireside
burning passion in the night
flickering glow on moistened skin
fire burning from within
with each touch that does excite
verses to a poem we write
winter snow falls soft and white
love that flows with each soft sigh...

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In the thick of January
        The world is a cold, cold place
      Insufferable, yet I'm not suffering
                ...

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I love the pitter-patter of the rain upon the glass
The soft rhythm creates memories that only dreams surpass
Cosy fireside moments while the weather beats her tune
Raptured with the thought of us being together soon

I love the sunset clouds as they warm the bluest moon
Memories of...

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