Burnt Matches on a Charred Floor

Burnt Matches on a Charred Floor

A Poem by Wyrn Tiger

Embers glow like devil eyes in the night
sparks fly like fireflies.
The house creaks with it's final battle cries. 
The flames leaping up like a terrible fright.
Water can not save this house anymore.
Afterwords, Burnt matches on a charred floor.

© 2024 Wyrn Tiger


Author's Note

Wyrn Tiger
I won second place in the LAD fair my freshmen year of high school.

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I like this poem. I would sympathise that house for some reason. Makes me think of those ruined houses from the wildfire.

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Posted 5 Years Ago


that was fun and thrilled me a bit but it messed longevity and mystery. Keep sending me requests.
i like your way of writings

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Posted 5 Years Ago


.....if you tweaked some musicality issues, spelled checked some words, and probably made the lead up to the killer ending more of a crescendo, this might have won. Keep building the fire without end. Your power should peak with a cathartic sigh at the last line. Right now, that last line, although powerful in itself, just appears anticlimactic in the grand scheme of things. But this is well done for what it's worth.

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Posted 5 Years Ago


It deserved a prize

We were voluntary Wardens for the Lake District National Park Authority (LDNPA)
One day we visited an out of the way (10 miles walk up to it) house (Skiddaw House)
Part was a 'Bothy' (open free place for walkers - a refuge if caught out in severe weather - food and fire making stuff = use what you need and leave something in payment) Part was an field study class room.
On our visit the door had been left open there were sheep in the bothy - we made it so the door could be closed: Checking upstairs some one had lit a fire & burnt through the floor

I put in a report > A long discussion resulted (should it be repaired or demolished ???)

The YHA took over the Bothy and ran is as a hostel with no warden >>
It is on the long distance foot path 'The Pennine Way' & now on the list of places to stay at

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 5 Years Ago


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Gee
Is Chard not a vegetable ???

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Posted 6 Years Ago


Wyrn Tiger

6 Years Ago

If it is I don't want to eat it
Wyrn Tiger

5 Years Ago

Apparently it is a vegetable
Wild Rose

5 Years Ago

Same spelling
Chard is a vegetable >> BUT
Chard is correct for part burnt wood with a.. read more
Great piece. Very well written.
-Richard

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Posted 6 Years Ago



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bangor, Ireland



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