Best Woodstove Poems

I set up my writing spot in front of the window
Then, I found myself in this ongoing trance
Nature was on stage, it chose to put on a show
As the cold wind blew, I watched all the trees dance

The warmth from the woodstove, merged with sunlight
Writing...

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The Empty Academy Schoolhouse

It stands on a vast green lot,
No trees to shelter it from heavy, gray clouds
on the rolling foothill horizon.
Its thin coat of white paint peels,
revealing bare, dry-rotted wood.
The rickety porch boards,
once sturdy under children’s energetic steps,
look about to collapse at the slightest...

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SONATA FOR CHRISTMAS EVE RAIN

I.	 I sit in my friend’s armchair,
waiting for her to get ready for church.
Pianissimo, the raindrops fall in quick, staccato rhythm 
on the windows, the roof, and the pool.
I imagine the circles they make on the water.
expanding in echoes only angels...

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The flames in the woodstove dance
Bringing warmth to a cold, rainy day
Mountain weather is up and down this May
Flowers are blooming in sunny days of chance

To show off their colors and bring hope
Smiles, freedom and laughter in sight
Birds all around are taking flight
Nature brings relief...

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As I’m snowed in cooking on the woodstove,
I’m doing the dishes, watching through my window
Heavy snow falling and swirling all around
It is mesmerizing to watch, calming in sight
Even as it piles up, there is comfort all around
The beauty is as far as I can see
A...

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(H)olding a cup
(O)f hot chocolate
(T)oasty warm inside

(C)omforting peace
(H)aving quiet time
(O)n the recliner
(C)overed with an afghan
(O)utside, blustery bouts of snow
(L)iving room woodstove heat is cozy
(A)ll sweet taste
(T)o keep me going
(E)ach sip, I take

Heidi Sands...

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Hum of the woodstove,
my cat curls in her basket.
Winter sleeps outside....

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Hazy, hot, stagnant heat with cough
Humidity reaching 100 degrees
Waiting for storms to cool off
And also maybe a cool breeze

Resorting on water to get by
I think I prefer winter and woodstove
I feel like I’m in a fog, like I could cry
Dreams of being in a cool...

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Christmas Day, December 25th –
   she sits alone in living room;
      joyous day for her is but a myth;
         this day is filled with sad and gloom.

All her family and...

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The rain returns
I guess, I need more cleansing
Birds have arrived singing
But, the pain still burns

Like the fire in my woodstove
Keeping it warm inside
In my safe home, I hide
Like at an ocean, a hidden cove

Information builds, fast and furious
My mind takes it all in
The good, the...

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Funny how winter turned into summer

Funny how winter turned into summer, not really, but it left a chill behind
So fifties in July feels like it never left, as we bundle up and we do find
A touch of winter lingering around with its long fingers in...

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Granny, hunched over the woodstove –
I smell fatback frying in cast iron,
Scents of morning in the Blue Ridge Mountains
Along with hazy mists hanging across them,
Parting for the sunlight as it makes its way up
Over the hills that surround every heart
Living out life on hardscrabble roads...

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The curious dormant nature of tools
becoming more than themselves in their quick
and singular way of performing:
Snowshoes making the body's weight a lie
over twenty foot drifts-web-footed
again I get to the river
where the fishing rod asleep in its limber
length jumps suddenly alive when the fish´s strike
leaps right...

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There once was a house up on that hill. 
Just a stones throw away from the old saw mill. 
It stood so tall, majestic and bold 
with tales and fond memories waiting to be told.

Four generations had called it their home. 
Most born by a...

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Chasing rainbows, where will the next one be,?
A suncatcher spreads them in my house for me to see.
They can be found anywhere; floor, wall, ceiling, even woodstove too!
Delightful surprises are shining everywhere.
All of them shining from gifts made with care!

Heidi Sands

11/29/22...

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