A collection of Winter poems

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With eyes toward the hearth fire
rebirth and longer days soon ahead
we huddle around close on darkest
long Winter’s night

Hearth fire burning
a sturdy orange and yellow
pushing back the foggy breath whispers
beyond the door

Hearth fire burning on thick heavy logs
outside is monochrome moonlight
shadows dancing behind moon beam
and the threat or crimson coyote teeth
hungrily trickstering his way to his next meal

Be careful to keep your hearth fire burning
what dangers lurk in the shaded depths
of a winter stained woods
where silver marks the color
of moon and monster alike

The old man cuts trees from the void
drags them back to the center
builds a bonfire, warms his hands,
sees the fire and feels its warmth
and it is good

I grew up under the warmth of a real fire burning in a big heavy wood burning stove. The smell of wood smoke coming from a chimney, hanging like a welcoming blanket over the hills and hollers, is a fond smell to me. A smell of home place and belonging. A smell of the stories that have done their part in my making.

This collection, I hope, speaks to this in one way or another and I hope you find something to enjoy in these short poems. Would love to hear back from you, comment and lemme know which one(s) are your favorites?

Namaste Ya’ll!

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Kentucky poet & scribbler. Inspiring creatives to live a creative lifestyle. Creating with courage, passion, & purpose-fueled growth. Progress over perfection.

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