The Firewood Poem
Beechwood fires are bright and clear
If the logs are kept a year,
Chestnut's only good they say,
If for logs 'tis laid away.
Make a fire of Elder tree,
Death within your house will be;
But ash new or ash old,
Is fit for a queen with crown of gold
Birch and fir logs burn too fast
Blaze up bright and do not last,
it is by the Irish said
Hawthorn bakes the sweetest bread.
Elm wood burns like churchyard mould,
E'en the very flames are cold
But ash green or ash brown
Is fit for a queen with golden crown
Poplar gives a bitter smoke,
Fills your eyes and makes you choke,
Apple wood will scent your room
Pear wood smells like flowers in bloom
Oaken logs, if dry and old
keep away the winter's cold
But ash wet or ash dry
a king shall warm his slippers by.
Sent by Tam, UK - Author Unknown
Comments
Appreciate the lnformation disseminated through this versatile POEM. Is there any such poem about firewood value of Hardwoods of Asian origin like Acacias. eucalyptus,Rosewood etc?. Normally higher the the density of wood,the more calorific value it .Regards!
Asia is an extremely large area of which I know practically nothing about preferred firewood – tropical to temperate to desert etc. Most countries have excellent forestry information available through their forestry agencies. FAO http://www.fao.org/ can also help. Good luck!
Are there any good poems describing the danger of inhaling wood smoke or the damage it does to the environment?
I would like to read a poem coming from someones lungs or heart when they are subjected to smelly, toxic, woodsmoke.
Would be an eye opening wouldn’t it?
Doubt it would rhyme except for all the #@*@##@*@^!!!!