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WannabePoet
Member

since 2003-12-10

Posts 62
New York USA

0 posted 2003-12-27 01:37 AM

As I gazed out
the frosty sliding glass doors
at the snow covered landscape
Something extraordinary
caught my eye

In the sea of pure white,
there it stood
Tall, proud, looking majestic
and even rather smug

It was the one thing,
we had forgotten to put away
for it’s well deserved,
long winter rest

It stood there in all its glory
It’s blackness almost rebelling
against the ocean of white
With its slightly rusted cast iron frame
dully reflecting off the sparkling snow crust
Its portly belly hung open wide
As if just beckoning for a flame

It sported a scarf of powdery white
Around it’s slim neck
This rested upon its rotund body
Upon it’s head a hat of snow
as if creating a thinking cap
It’s filigree door,
stood slightly ajar
Allowing a blanket of snow
to cover its inner grates

It painted a rather poetic pose
Just challenging me to suppose
It… could just as well be me
It called on my muse
to immediately compose

There it confidently stood, for all to see
Looking for all the world,
like it was mocking me
It stood in stark contrast
to the blanket of white
Poking out bravely
Challenging all the purity and beauty
of the new fallen snows

This lackluster,
cold
black,
emotionless,
yet hauntingly beautiful,
cast iron
stove

Standing on its own,
Lonely,
Waiting,
Hoping
For that start up flame
To come and light its fire
From deep within

wordwizard
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since 2003-09-08

Posts 483
on the way to next world