Short Fireplaces Poems
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Fireplaces are fresh,
Cups hold hot coffee
Flannel shirts,
Denim jeans.
Stars are night lights
Untouched snow found.
Chilled air swirling ‘round,
Snowflakes pirouetting down,
Fireplaces giving warmth-
Horn of plenty full,
Stuffed turkey and pumpkin pie,
Memories in the making-
This poem was posted earlier on 10/10/14
Love
Christmas
is
giving
cherishing
baking
warm
blankets
fireplaces
photography
family
shining
lights
snowing
evergreens
laughter
joy
smiling
love
12/12/15
-December 12, 2015-
-A Christmas Waltz Wave-
Form:
Oh,
How beautiful is Winter?
Ice,
Rest upon the branches of trees,
Snow blankets,
Homes all around,
Birds sing,
A sweet little song,
Kids catches snowflakes,
Upon their tongues,
Fireplaces,
Gives off a calming perfume,
Oh,
How beautiful is winter.
sordid floors
dark paths
lily scented nights
crispy country air
crackling fireplaces
shadows under the moon
sounds of the night
silence in the dark
mingling
tangoing
in perfect pitch
the harmonious beat
of intoxicating drums
the twirling dance
of dizzying
village
love
As fall turns, chill leans in
gently pressing warmth away
aging leaves reach a riotous peak
punching pigments everywhere.
Savory smells linger in comfort
busy stoves and fireplaces are lit
little ones dream of costumes
orange and black hues abound
until crimson leaves
break free.
Written on 10/3/2019
Winter now is come to us.
Snowy days consume the earth.
Buried seeds
Lie dormant and covered up.
Animals they hibernate,
Sleeping in a burrough.
Creation braves the artic cold.
Fireplaces adorn human homes,
And frostbitten cheeks have respite.
Winter comes, and winter goes,
Like clockwork, nature's plan unfolds.
Winter contest
Emile Pinet
December 20, 2020
I sit outside in the front lawn
So old and fragile
Enjoying being surrounded by nature like lush green grass and wildlife like birds
Then I see people
and they are talking about chopping me down.
I cringe at the thought and don't want to be chopped down
But oh no
it happens
I am chopped down and distributed around the town
to be used as fire wood in peoples fireplaces
A memory turns
the windmills of the mind
to a season of summer breeze,
where happiness blows
cherished moments
into youthful hearts
the windmill turns once more
to a season defined by
falling leaves
where love endures
in hues of red and gold
the windmill spins
to distant winter winds
where, by cozy fireplaces
love finds a warm embrace
..
Cloudless skies endless,
gardens blooming in colors,
summer solstice warm_
Love a picnic in the shade,
and lazy long forest walks !
Until trees let go,
of their lovely decayed leaves,
to dance, fly and prance_
I love collecting those leaves,
in the autumn's equinox !
Then, comes biting winds,
and lacy snowflakes falling,
winter solstice ice_
Cold walks with fireplaces to warm,
'till spring equinox divine !
In the thoughts I have of us
We sure have lots of fun
Thoughts of us together
Thoughts of us as one
And in my wildest dreams, I've had
Big ones where snowstorms reigned,
Hot ones where fireplaces roared
And we added to the flames
But take away the snowstorms
Take away the flames
Take away what passion comes
When calling out our names
And what's left is what's important
What matters most, above
The physical, the sensual,
What matters most? The love