machines were his passion, they really lit his fire
collected one of each kind, had a burning desire
had the skills to maintain them all
loved the variety, it was his call
but they don’t come cheap
long hard work just to keep
yet his infatuation ran deep
they haunted his dream sleep
when using any he would visibly ignite
his eyes lit up, the flame burnt bright
his well trained wife accepted his flame
she enjoyed his childlike delight as it came
his kind heart helped those he met
if using a machine it was a sure bet!
Carrot Ranch Challenge, April 4, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about fire. It can be a flame that burns or a light that inspires. Follow the flames and go where the prompt leads!
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An interesting poem, Kate.
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I like how you used this to describe the fire within so beautifully
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Very good write, Kate–I agree with you, that finding the fire within us is powerful–and crucial.
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“his well trained wife accepted his flame, she enjoyed his childlike delight as it came” So beautiful and I loved these lines they were saying that I am supporting you in whatever you do. Lovely poem, Kate.
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A great write, Kate! And he sounds like a man who knows how to keep the fires burning in all areas of life!
🔥 💛 🔥 🧡 🔥 ❤️
HUGS!!! 🙂
PS…I’ve always admired anyone who can work on machines and keep them running. 🙂
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That is his passion but the renovations on his home are also pretty spectacular, his wife is an artist so together they make a formidable team 🙂
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He is indeed a man of passion but he is so lucky to have a wife who understands him well and as you have described above they are a blessed couple.
O Kate, thank you for writing such lovely poem for such lovely couple.
Many have a fire for “something” but not everyone has support from their spouse.
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You could have written this about my husband! Such is his passion for machines. I love this Kate. ❤️
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There are those who are handy with the land and others more mechanically inclined.
Passion can be a good fire (in moderation… ).
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Very good, beautiful poem.
Greetings
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I remember, memories
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do you miss them?
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some days I’m wistful about it, but I also remember the hardship and no money too. I feel most wistful on days when people drive me mad though 🙂
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lol got to allow for that natural escape wish to arise, but you’ve found your calling in more ways than one!
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great poem. enjoyed it.
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I echo what Punam said…this too could be something for my hubby..😊😊😊
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