Poem 6

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Fire In The Hearth

Jive nature of its ,
A mystifying mystery
Jitters run through passing souls
as the perky fire permeates .
Middle of the red hearth
It crackles and sputters a blaze .
Coal , seen as though
Cosy , in the ravishing flame .
Peculiarly, does it increase verve
when smothering papers of vicinity.
Attitude of its ,
an inexhaustible splendour .




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