What was left poem June 7, 2015September 9, 2012 by David Michael Jackson he threw the sign down it landed on the closed side the humble side he waited he waited some more there were logs left over for the fire but he never lit it the dry cold whiteness of the embers stared at him from the hearth he shivered Related Posts:Narrow Passage | Short Story by James NitzAMERICAN MOBILE. A Poem by EM Schorb.Walkways. A Poem by Allison GrayhurstLife and Opinions of Doctor Bop the Burnt-Out Prof.…Poems with Art | Poems by M. Earl Smith | Art by 3valynnHowl Poem by Alan Ginsberg