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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere 
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Fire. Where does it go when it goes out, to brimstone and hell? It leaves behind a chill at the chimney and the hearth’s heart, that begs for spark to tender and kindling. It longs for hardwood of anticipation and dreams to stoke a roaring blaze. What remains is a mantle bereft and a pile of cold ash with which to trace a gray routine. LGR(C)10/18/19 |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
So true, and introspective. A write that must be contemplated to be appreciated. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Thanks for the read and contemplation,my friend. Means a lot. ~L |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Oh this gives chills with its ending. I have to question those would say we are the lucky ones, rather than those who die young, never having lost that fire. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Your chills warm my heart...~L |
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augustsky Senior Member Posts 828 midwest US |
L. This is so well done, put me in a stare-off kind of mood (if that makes any sense). Sky~ A Poem Begins as a |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Sky, So good of you to comment. I'm happy my words moved you. Thanks for listening. ~L |
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