Inglenook Poems - Poems about Inglenook

...In the heart of the humble countryside, Where nature's beauty does coincide, There lies an inglenook, a cherished place, Where love and warmth forever embrace. The inglenook stands,......

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...Oh, my Inglenook my Inglenook a whole life time spent within thee, my name is Ember I create patterns of dancing shadows a need to be stoked constantly. I can be an inhospitable harr......

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...The joy of the peace that comes. From being away from the humdrum. A cottage so many miles away. Creates tranquility for the time you stay. The winds can blow and they can howl. These thick wal......

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...Finally, she could get down on her knees again, not in prayer but to touch rosemary and lavender which had begun to send its fragrance into the spring and rising warmth in nature’s heart. There was n......

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...and then dew drops’ magic enveloped me in mist of fine doubt gave me an idea of what it meant not to have the foggiest haze of why and how I had been feeling so miserably blindfolded by an i......

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...Often, I get lost in my thoughts, in my inglenook by my hearth- I unwind knots; all need these quiet spots, to gather words in our mind; to leave o......

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...One Step from the Fire Martha lounges in her rocking chair book in knotted hand in her studio On the wall a poster of Chipperfield Circus whom she had wanted to join Just above a small marbl......

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...Windhoek, 2000 Nabucodonosor! thou shouldst be living at this epoch: Namibia hath desire of thee: she is a quagmire Of quiet rainwaters: slab, blade, and cage, Inglenook, the courageous fortune......

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...In my home amidst the bucolic pine trees My time spent at home is so fugacious. Autumn has come to my halcyon garden. Ephemeral summer has said her good-byes. Migrating birds from Alaska, harb......

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...I entered a village in Algonquin park as dusk approached the tattered edges of dark. And fell in love with the bucolic setting all except for the mosquito’s blood letting. The pine smell was re......

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...I don't know what exactly attracted me to it I don't know why or how it resonated within me Something old and characterful, perhaps it saw an equal in me? The lane is old and windy, the tracti......

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...Forgive my fatigued fingers as they get lost in the calligraphy of your curvature, Outlining a hypnotic silhouette so provocative that my sinful glances feel forbidden; Rem......

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...Inglenook She, the face in the embers, The remnants of a raging fire, Smoulders like a cigarette Between lips of lustful desire. Where men stoke in gay abandon, Pokers hot as blacksmith......

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...I shall resolve to leave this Place now... And steadfastly search out, Nestling between ridge and bluff Amidst the folds of a foreign Land, Several acres of unkempt ground Fallow and rough; ......

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...Mr. Fireman please furnish my stove with some fuel two logs on the trigger is sufficient start the fire gentle strokes on the hearth side will stir and build more heat yeah like that gentle and slow.......

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