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The Fireplace

by Tony Whitaker

Dancing flames of fireplace
erase the pains
of day’s disdains,
allowing mind the time,
to sit beside
one who warms on sands
of some Pacific isle
and sees the world,
a blue marble on black velvet,
sunning on a grain of sand,
of our rare desert paradise.

02/24/2008

Posted on 02/24/2008
Copyright © 2021 Tony Whitaker

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/24/08 at 04:43 PM

Interesting fireside dreaming. I was intrigued by the desert paradise - a contrast, for sure.

Posted by Mara Meade on 02/25/08 at 12:30 AM

To let the colours and flickers be of a desert sunset... mmmmmmm. Lovely.

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