Piled Logs Poem by soren Barrett

Piled Logs

Dried logs stacked, memories past
some split some not
ones that burn slow others fast
split with sweat and snot

Once living, now end in fire's smoke
wood chips giving, life's energy
broke with the axes stroke
to become but an ashen memory

Sunday, October 6, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: giving,memories,memory
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