The flickering, dreamy firelight, does a sultry dance,
Upon the walls of cozy evening, at autumn's arrival.
The fading sun left its memory, the crackling flames;
And bluebird sings sunshine in lush, scented tropics.
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This is poem was beautifully written and a joy to read Bravo!
I've been burning brush in the snow. Watching the fire dance in the snowy starlit night has been an enjoyable crackling song!
There is nothing quite like an open fire, The song is as lovely as the dance.
Just lovely! Warm and colorful, imagery heartfelt and delightful. Enjoyed, thank you.
When the dancing flames leave shadows human mood tends to humming rather than singing