The Mind's Eye Fire Poem by Alan Duffield-lock

Home, where in the inglenock burning so bright,
making flickering shadow's through-out the night,
flaming log's moving and turning,
spitting, snapping shooting ember's burning,
making picture's in your mind's eye,
fireiy dragon's flashing across the sky,
face's hiding in the once dark,
being lit by a crackling spark,
horse's leeping to and fro,
breathing hot air as they go,
ballerinas skipping high in the air,
over the flame's with-out a care,
fairies and angels dancing here and there,
before flying away as you stare,
home, where everything is posible,
all in the mind's eye as long as your able.