False Alarm Poem by Larry Oakner
False Alarm
You are working the night shift
like a fireman dozing
boots and turnout coat standing in place
ready
for the 3 am call
that may never come
but ready nonetheless
There will be no fire tonight
or any night for that matter
no frayed wires smoldering
no spark catching curtains
or passion inflamed to the flash point
between us
so you can close your eyes and dream
Well articulated and nicely penned with conviction. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing, Larry.
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8/29/2026 6:49:04 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Very impressive write, Larry Oakner. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.