Fireside Poems | Examples

Fireside Cuddling Was So Nice - Your Choice Y

Spring                      
       brings 
             Paradise.

Farewell 
         to Winter's 
                     warm fires.      
Cuddling      
            time
                  expires.....

fireside

fades with fire sides heat 
the chill of a snowy day 
leaving me relaxed

Pitter Patter - Collab

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 your caress as we lay on that golden sand dune    
The sea, she distant murmurs, like a shell against my ear
Your tender caress takes our feelings to a new frontier

If there’s a world outside this place, my heart cannot perceive
Gazing into your eyes there's honesty, hard to believe
A depth of trust, like wings for flight, you take me high into the night
Into spell bound images of desire you are my guiding light

Waiting for the storm to pass

People started running,
for buses, taxis, trains,
with umbrellas no defence,
against the wind and rain,
a drowned rat cycled past,
then disappeared down a lane,
when lightening flashed, I dashed,
hoping to dry out again.

I shot past the pub’s “welcome” sign,
“No Prams or Pushchairs Inside”,
then scrutinised the menu,
for something not micro’d or fried,
with my paper, pint, pasty, and peas,
I sat by the warm fireside,
waiting for the storm to pass,
and brighter weather outside.

Fireside

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

Fireside Stories

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 divinely demented health care
despair

Devoid, for this evening's moment
of ghosting cathartic fears
behind mythic morbid stories
avoiding bad guy
or sad girl
creepy nighttime visions.

I wonder,
now reflecting later peak experiences,
if a sequel love story
of young romance
between a boy and girl,

A passionate embrace
erasing space
in-between a boy
and boy,

A forgiving grace
for unconditioned regard
between two girls
who would not think to touch
without a grateful kiss,

Might these have been
a warmer loving way
to send us off
into cold sleeping bags

at end of camping day
anticipating dreams
of tender touching terror.

Wallowing Witching Fireside-

witching fireside
a versus, bright host wallows
under the outside
~
fireside witching
a local, bright host wallows
into outside flames
~
rains OF flames
versus a, bright fiery…
host wallows outside

2/1/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©

By the Fireside

In the thick of January
        The world is a cold, cold place
      Insufferable, yet I'm not suffering
                       Winter's wrath
                            I'm home
                   Blissfully cocooned 
             In such a cozy domesticity!
                    I couldn't care less
         About the looming winter storm
          Or whether it's already snowing
         I'm sheltered from the cold wind 
               It's warm and comfortable
                          By the fireside
             There's no place I'd rather be!



Date written and posted: 01/19/2019

Fireside Comfort

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

© Harry J Horsman 2018

Fireside

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 not yet fueled
Creeps along the fire pit
Sparking sparingly with the wind
Firelight fireside burning brightly as I sit

Hearing the wisps of flick to feed a process
Creating the base ashes are left
Grey to black coals to red
The fireside lit night unfolds 

Embers glare as glow worms in the center pit
Watching as the fire consumes what is within
Evening with a fire alone solo just me
Unless I see the life as voiceless company

Fireside Fancies

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 loving arms will do.

Sitting By the Fireside

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 I attest
That this is what I love

There's nothing so embracing
As a peaceful night alone
Sitting by the fireside
Behind my happy home


Rockman  :-)

Fireside Love

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 to me it's meant to be.
No longer to be alone.
He's melted my heart of stone.
He holds a story within,
His heart welcomes me in.
I've given him my heart,
Never planning to part.
Looking into his eyes,
I know where my future lies.
Our future is bright,
Hearts full of light.
With the one I admire,
I sit by the fire.
A smile from ear to ear,
His words are what I hear.
All other sounds fade,
Each worry begins to fade.
With the one I adore,
I've never wanted more.
For it's him I admire,
With him I sit by the fire.
He is my heart's light,
For him I must fight.

Fireside Reverie

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 and rivers,
Some takers and some givers,
Playing tag with all the kids,
Movie stars on ice cream lids,
A Mother's love, a wounded dove,
Are things that I remember.

Did I ever own them?
Were they ever mine?
Or does the fire play tricks on me
At this point in time?
Many magic yesterdays,
In the fire glow,
Just dance on through my reverie
And help the memories grow.

Fresh mown grass and kittens,
Superman and mittens,
Country stores and school yard fights,
Fuzzy worms and broken kites,
And cousins without number.
A child next door, when I moved away,
Stole my heart another day.
The firelight and memories
Give life to ample fantasies
To last through my December.

Fireside Chat

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 the radical
Is a root deeply breasted
On the milk of soil

Black birds fall again
From blue eyes of wonderment
The pogram threatened

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