‘Tis The Season

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Dysfunctional Poetry

A casual observation of the first storm of the 2020 winter season here on the coast

‘Tis The Season 


The wind has stolen the sound of the ocean

Night has stolen the blackness from hell

Winter has robbed

All of the warmth from the fireplace 

Riding across the storm

On its smokey smell

Flames flicker and lick at the vacuum

Pine knots pop and crackle

Upon the red brick hearth stone

Like my breath

Blowing across the top of a beer bottle 

The breeze across the chimney

Makes the fireplace groan

The holidays have arrived

On the Oregon coast 

Tis the season

To gather together kith and kin

While the wind and weather 

Rages and rumbles

Thru the treetops outside

Embers pulse and glow

Anongst the ashes within



15 Nov 2020

Submitted: November 15, 2020

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It's been pretty wild and windy here too. Great job of capturing that across the chimney feel.

Sun, November 15th, 2020 8:12pm


We went out today to observe the storm surge. Lots of folks on the beaches during the calm of day.

Call me crazy, but I rather enjoy listening to the storm howling outside in the darkness...as long as it STAYS outside.

Sun, November 15th, 2020 1:52pm

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