Alan Browne

Fire Lay With Me

e, lay with me

Absolute silence,
I could hear a pin drop.
A blaze surrounded by black,
My only company.

Laying kindred in the darkness,
Flames are gleaming,
Coal and logs are slowly charring,
Quaking sounds haunt the room,
Enriching the comfortable gloom.

Lethargically set on the couch,
Observing the blaze in motion.
Door sealed to curious notions,
The moon lurks from the window.

The blaze is quietly fading,
Fuels succumbed to exhaustion,
My mind remains a vacuum,
Barren to all invaders,
An uninhabited sea.

The dying flames accompany my dreary sight,
Coal and logs breathe their final ember,
Smoke gushes from the chimneys door,
Quaking sounds consume the floor,
Eyes are slowly rolling, lids are swiftly folding
Quietly drifting away to darkness.

Topic(s) of this poem: Fire

Poem Submitted: Friday, April 18, 2014
Poem Edited: Saturday, April 19, 2014

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