CandlesCandlesCandles6 years ago in Free Verse
The candle on my nightstand
grows weary and worn
wax pooled at the base
remnants of better times together.
The wick, charred, finally wavers
flickering as the fan overhead
click-click-clicks its cadence
counting out the time remaining to us.
At last the hollow stump whispers
each of my names, and tastes air
no more. A memory now
of warmth and light once comforting.
I sit alone for a time in the dark
as if in mourning. Deciding if I dare
to retrieve another candle from the drawer
and burn its heart to let it melt for me.
I rattle matches from the box,
and I strike them on the strip.
The flame is familiar and holds my eye
but sulfur matches burn too quickly.
When at last my fingers are blistered
I allow myself to weep waxy tears
in pain or fear or something else
for the loss of my dearest one.
In the kaleidoscope stars I see
the waning ember of the dying candle
begging me to use her last gift
to kindle the hope that I can't alone.
Candles Never Solved A ThingSince the death of Temporary,Candles Never Solved A Thing8 years ago in Free Verse
Forever hasnt spoken a word.
She just sits cross-armed
in her light-hearted dark,
where candles never solved a thing.
Im not pointing fingers,
only making a point.
In the name of Discreet,
I hope theres something she's not telling me--
her passion tree
from my longing seeds.
And when those tables turn,
Ill turn the other cheek.
CandlesThe beauty is found in the simplest of things,Candles7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
In times where you gaze with such wonderful awe,
The means of the end cant erase the beginning.
Have faith in the world that you always deplore,
The creatures that have not a chance to survive,
While you cut and pollute, forever ignore.
Believe in yourself, feel truly alive,
Open your eyes to the world of your dreams,
Cast away pain from desolate times.
How can reality be all that it seems?
Surely theres hope in amongst all the mist?
Laughter to combat the desperate screams?
What is the truth? How can honour exist?
Will it revisit the leaders someday?
Or will they remain caught in depravitys fist?
Wherever a child can so happily play,
And the candles burn bright as they never will dim,
Here hope and love will continue to stay.
Protecting our hearts from destruction and pain.