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Pastimes : A Poetry Corner -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: MJ who wrote (1230)	4/4/2005 1:31:35 AM
From: ManyMoose	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1582

FORGOTTEN CAMPFIRES To stir the ashes Of forgotten campfires, Either long or short, A slender, fragile Stick of Time Will do. Set by moon-drenched water's edge, In sun-splotched jungle glade, Or high on windswept desert ridge The vagrant dreams of youth So long ago-- Our little, foolish, lonesome dreams-- Lie sleeping there Amid the ashes. Stir gently. The stick must touch--But lightly. Breathe on them once more. Should embers faintly glow And life again appear, The dreams of old, now gossamer encased (Web of wonder and delight), Hold them softly, Softly in your hands Now trembling in the cold of time Long spent away from dreams: Until outbound They swirl away As dust. William Ransom Wood from his book, Not From Stone This poet probably not well known amongst our group. My copy is inscribed to me by the poet. I have an entire shelf of signed books, but only two are by poets. They are among my most precious possessions.