A Chill in the Air


A chill in the air at night does sting,
rain from above on a tin roof pings.

Flickering flames cast a shadowed eclipse,
candle waxes molten flows hot and drips.

Bellowing swift wind from outside blows,
smoky warmth of fireplace embers glow.

Old dog lays down in slumber and snores,
porch light sways and shines beyond the door.

Pot of hot stew on the stove top bubbles,
love is kept warm with our intimate snuggles.

~ an EWK Poe’em ©2016 EWK
(inspired by a winter night)

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2 comments on “A Chill in the Air
  1. Fallen Saint says:

    Really like this -Fallen


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