Saturday, 8 July 2017

By the fireside


The rhythmic beat of the storm
Sheets of rain lashed against the window
Autumn's chill dug itself in

 Shimmering glow in the hearth
As smoke plumes rose from the fireplace
Off to meet the starless night

 As I relaxed in the chair
My head was nodding searching for rest
It was but a foolish dream

 The dog now yapped in his sleep
Like some prophet venting his wild dreams
Of camels and caravans

 Still searching for Morpheus
A shot rang out which was but an ember
Cracking now on the hearthside

 Dozy dog now yelped in fright
I bent down to pick up the pieces
While rain drummed on the roof top

 There is nothing quite like it
That satisfying comfort of home
Safe and warm by the fireside

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18 comments:

  1. Mary8 July 2017 at 21:01

    So true about the feeling of being safe and warm by the fireside. Nothing like it - even more so when there is a storm raging outside.

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  2. brudberg8 July 2017 at 23:10

    This feels so far away... but I would really love that part of winter...

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  3. Thotpurge8 July 2017 at 23:29

    Sounds snug and warm.. lovely.

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  4. Jae Rose9 July 2017 at 01:30

    There is no place like home - Toto would agree ;)

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  5. Sumana Roy9 July 2017 at 02:10

    Home sweet home..in a stormy winter night that is the best place :)

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  6. Sanaa Rizvi9 July 2017 at 02:12

    I agree, the comfort of our homes, its warmth is something we can not find elsewhere :)

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  7. J.N.T.9 July 2017 at 06:48

    the last three lines are so right. yes, home is where the heart is. thanks for sharing.

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  8. Donna@LivingFromHappiness9 July 2017 at 07:37

    Such a peaceful relaxing poem as I eased into my chair and felt it wash over me....lovely Robin especially true those last lines....

    'There is nothing quite like it
    That satisfying comfort of home
    Safe and warm by the fireside'

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  9. BISWAJIT Mukhopadhyay9 July 2017 at 08:02

    "rain drummed on the roof top"
    ...amazing.

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  10. Magaly Guerrero9 July 2017 at 08:23

    There is nothing quite like it, indeed...

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  11. indybev9 July 2017 at 09:19

    Exactly as I experience the satisfying comfort of my home. So beautifully written!

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  12. Myrna R.9 July 2017 at 11:11

    The picture you paint is so comforting. I like how you depict the dog dreaming. I like it all. Wonderful writing Robbin.

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  13. ayala9 July 2017 at 11:55

    There is nothing quite like it :)

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  14. Sherry Blue Sky9 July 2017 at 12:09

    Robin, this is lovely. You lifted me out of summer and into the joys and comfort of winter when one is snug indoors. I love the photo and stanzas about the dog especially, of course, especially him "like some prophet venting his wild dreams of prophets and caravans." Wow, wish i had written that.

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  15. Wendy Bourke9 July 2017 at 14:38

    What a wonderful scene you have painted with your words ... and you have imbued it with an ambiance and mood that is ~ sigh ~ lovely.

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  16. Anonymous9 July 2017 at 15:59

    Ann, the comfort of a precious moment.

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  17. kaykuala9 July 2017 at 18:59

    There is nothing quite like it
    That satisfying comfort of home
    Safe and warm by the fireside

    Such a wonderful and peaceful picture painted here Robin! It is such a privilege!

    Hank

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  18. Cressida de Nova9 July 2017 at 19:42

    You poem evokes a coziness warmth and comfort.

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