Firepit

Flames in the firepit
as evening draws in
and I’m out as the sun dies away
The crack from the wood
is a comfort and good
here at the end of the day

The glow mesmerises
the embers turn red
with woodsmoke sweet on the air
When a beer tastes devine
and the pen is sublime
with the words that I capture to share

©Jemverse

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