In each black tile a mimic fire's aglow,
And in the hearthlight old mahogany,
Ripe with stored sunshine that in Mexico
Poured like gold wine into the living tree
Summer on summer through a century,
Burns like a crater in the heart of night:
And all familiar things in the ingle-light
Glow with a secret strange intensity.
And I remember hidden fires that burst
Suddenly from the midnight while men slept,
Long-smouldering rages in the darkness nursed
That to an instant ravening fury leapt,
And the old terror menacing evermore
A crumbling world with fiery molten core.
Fire
Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
(1)
Poem topics: fire, heart, light, night, remember, sunshine, tree, world, hidden, long, gold, secret, century, black, suddenly, strange, summer, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about Fire poem by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
Best Poems of Wilfrid Wilson Gibson