The candle

sorenbarrett

The candle has burnt, a wax shell

a lesson learned dead men don't tell

smoke, now clear air

illumination from despair

 

Flame in a hangman's dance

rolling wax tears, fall in balance

swirling time, charred, used

ethereal light from those abused

 

Prometheus unchained

desires unrestrained

spark of light flashes

the phoenix raises from ashes

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  • orchidee

    I said to KP 'You get on my wick (on my nerves)'. She replied: 'Ya got no wick; ya candle's all burnt up!' lol.

    • sorenbarrett

      Thanks Orchi. I feel burnt out at times too.

      • orchidee

        I been trying to light this oven for 20 minutes with matches. I never knew it was an electric oven! An old comedy film joke there.

      • Accidental Poet

        Great write soren. Reminds me of "The Candle of Life" by Moody Blues. 🎼🎶

        • sorenbarrett

          I think that I missed that one somehow. Thanks for the read and comment.

        • Teddy.15

          Simply exquisite, with dark there is always hope of light, sometimes the candles go out or just flicker and sometimes they can guide. 🌹

          • sorenbarrett

            Thanks Teddy for the read and such kind remarks.

          • Goldfinch60

            No matter how bad things get soren we all rise from the ashes into the light.

            Andy

            • sorenbarrett

              Thanks for the read Andy and for the encouraging and hopeful words.



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