Poetry as Witness

This piece was written in remembrance of my granfather after a prompt of “fire” for a spoken word event.

My granfather passed many years ago, but his love has lived on.

Like many of his generation he lived trought two world wars and the spanish flu pandemic.

the prompt from #wordatthewharf made me remember sitting fire with him as a child.

This piece pays witness to the memory and joy of family.

This as local as it gets, local to my heart

stay safe please people.

fireside

FIRESIDE

The flamez dance in my minds eye

Warming the memories living there

sulpherous vapours come from burning coal

Highlighting the love spreading out from grandparets

The warmth taking

Away mornings chill

Flames licking the breads crust

Toasting on long forks

Held by grandfathers hand

His tobacco adding to

The aroma

The flames dancing accross coals

Will always take me

To grandfathers fireside

DEAR GRANDFATHER

MAY YOUR TALES TEACH US FOREVER

SPREADING LOVE NOT WAR

13 thoughts on “Poetry as Witness

  1. This is so beautiful and heartfelt. ❤ I can feel the love on the page you have for your Grandfather.

    "Flames licking the breads crust

    Toasting on long forks

    Held by grandfathers hand

    His tobacco adding to

    The aroma…"

    I especially loved these lines. I can smell the tobacco! This is very raw, honest, and personal. How beautifully written and I am so sorry for your loss. ❤ ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  2. A sensually appealing poem, especially the dancing flames and the aromas of coal vapour, toasting bread, and tobacco, which remind me of my grandfather too!

    Liked by 1 person

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