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Things That Make You Go Boom!

A Free Verse Poem

By Laura PruettPublished about a year ago Updated about a year ago 1 min read

He tends the fire slowly, carefully,

Orange flame licking up hot steel sides,

Oak potpourri tinting the crisp air.

Time passes.

Fire paints the brown black

Before dying, and the coal cools.

While it does,

He finds his pestle,

Lost somewhere in that jumble of things

He calls his shed.

Then he begins to grind.

The mortar fills with a fine dust,

The perfect powder for his keg!

Author's Note: I wrote this story as a contest entry for the Gunpowder: A Mikeydred November Dollar Prompt For All Vocal Creators contest. I hope you enjoyed the read. I'd love to hear what you think, so please feel free to leave a comment, click the heart, and subscribe!

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Laura Pruett

Laura Pruett, author of The Dwarves Of Dimmerdown and others.

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  • Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago

    Cool dude with his gunpowder. Nice build up to the deed.

  • Babs Iversonabout a year ago

    Fantastic!!!

  • Lightning Bolt ⚡about a year ago

    ⚡❤️⚡

  • Daphsamabout a year ago

    Such a good poem!

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