Short Firewood Poems

A tree I take a shade
its firewood I light
fire to burn....

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Snow on the firewood…
hiding the warm promises
of the fire within....

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calm but firewood flame
what a view of red flower!
shadow sound fire...

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To protect the good
Is better to have no tongue,
To kindle firewood....

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striving voyages
anchored old ship turned to ash
made out of firewood...

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chopping
fall firewood
planning the greenhouse



posted on May 30, 2018...

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To slice like a thread 
Long and wide spread 
Smelling the bake far ahead 
Tasting firewood bread...

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I believe it well

There is fire like hill

Tons and tons of firewood to fill

Why politicians not understand about hell?...

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Fire wood

Burning firewood in the hearth,
Bringing  heat and light  to earth,
Seasoned logs piled in the store,
Help to keep you warm in winter....

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His goose
      is cooking
in a large cauldron
   yet he's adding
    more firewood.
   Hmm, OK then!




*not referring to anyone*
Date: 02/01/2020...

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One
Island
In the sun
Unusual
It has no sandy beach or umbrella
Yet it harbors sweet life for I can see
Lush verdant growth
A hillock
Innate
Bield...

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A
 WW Homestead
Autumn
By Tom Wright
10-10-2019

Leaves falling,
Winter stalling,
Firewood hauling,
Geese calling,
Couch sprawling,
Footballing.
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Imagine you were a ball if you could
Being whacked by a long piece of wood
Pain would be severe
Can balls shed tears
Probably less painful than used as firewood...

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When I see a crowd on the street, noise and smell, 
Gnawing me the concern for this people: -
Is there enough room for them in the hell?
Is there enough oil, firewood, fire keepers?...

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Tropical weather
abundant autumn leaves fall....
inhale petrichor
memories of November
young, in love, cutting firewood    

Written: 11/07/2022
For Brian...

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she looked at me
a pot on the head
a baby on the back
another in the womb
in front, a toddler
on shoulder, firewood
“Good morning Madam”,
I greeted, but no answer
Mistaken, poor me!
A sculpture she was
an African woman!...

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You tell me I'm no good.

You chop me up for firewood,

and all the while my thick black smoke bellows through your veins,

searching, looking for a place to call my own, 

a cell to make my home,

it is here I will begin....

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Against a fence, glib looks descend; 
somethings will not mend.

Pockets empty, belly too, fill it 
With sweepings, firewood chopped
From dried old yew.


Ignomeny? Plain to see. The past 
Can’t rescue,what’s not there to see....

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I miss his smile
His laugh
The traits that made hi
Leaving a lasting impression
His fresh mushrooms
His country home
The smell of the woods
As we cut firewood
The smell of beer
As he clicked one open
I miss our talks
Watching nascar '
But most of all
I miss him...

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My advice honest—
A crooked tree told the rest:
Never be so straight.

It's no idle jest,
The axe first falls on the straight,
Crooked is safest.

Came the axe, in haste
Fell on crooked tree's forked fate,
‘As firewood you're great’.
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Haiku | 04.06.18 |...

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Many lives;
Those sighs you heard!
Not a bird's noise when 
enjoying, in the arms of the wind,
Nor a rage of firewood when
shining, under the sting of fire.

Many stories,
Those sighs you heard!
It's weeping softly,
towards you now!
stepping up.

Many stories
Can't only extinguished
Can't only but die....

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fall preparations
for cold winter days and nights
chores shared made easier
stacking firewood in the shed
take turns at the cider press

hanging herbs to dry
help pick and can tomatoes
turn the garden plot
clean the chicken house, run...hide!
having more fun than working



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Small summer seed is a burning blistering tree;
Airs temperent  hot as asphalt African desert sands;
Halty-hottie hot grasses burns as arson leaves;
The trees, the grasses the air heated fire breeze,
 firewood summer's smoke signals ease;


7/2/21
For Surprise Me Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: charles messina...

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I keep on telling I am good
But it doesn’t change my sad mood
I would be happy if I could
But the world is cruel and shrewd
I put on clothes I am not rude
But I feel like I am stark nude 
I am starving though there is food
But there’s no one like Robinhood
It’s God’s will I have understood
But my heart burns like a firewood...

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As the Sun sets at dusk,
The women folks trekking 
   briskly home,
 dinner on their minds.
Turning and churning the
  firewood;
Smoke billowing from the
  fireplace,
Rising and ascending to the 
  Skies;
Obliterating the blue sky with the
  plumage of smoke.
It is the evening sacrifice of wood,
  dinner is being served....

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