Tending a fire takes attention.

As logs burn and melt under

the glowing heat of the fire,

a careful eye must judge

the right time

to add another log

to a shifting stack.

Bright golds and yellows jump

when hungry new flames

envelop the sides

of the welcome, blanched log.

Warmth radiates and eyes return

to the pages of an open book.




2 thoughts on “Fireside

  1. Love this line “when hungry new flames/envelop the sides/of the welcome, blanched log.” The aggressiveness of the flames make it seem predatory. And, hey, why are you cuddled up in front of a fire during spring break. You deserve to read reclined on a chaise chair on a tropical beach.


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