Once, all cursed darkness
till waxy sentinels came,
reassuring with soft light
flickering~
illuminating shadowy stillness.
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Fearful children
during storm’s rage
huddled next to it;
comforted, holding hope
where little existed.
*
Reticent humble scholars
coveted this necessity
till weary eyes gave way to
yawning bids then;
with a lick of the fingers~
down came night’s curtain.
*
Engendered conveniences
occasionally serving,
lighting our way, multiplied;
it is yet powerful.
*
Sometimes, stark
reminders
as we celebrate
another year’s passing
with reservations.
*
Humble vespers also
given in their presence
speak spiritual volumes,
as do longing, romantic looks
accented by its glow
over an intimate meal~
A contest entry
- FREE VERSE, OTHER OPTIONS. by AngelicMistress.
1000 points, ended August 27, 2007, 18 entries
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What a creative poem, to take something so simple an adorn in beautiful imagery. I enjoyed this very much. Thank you for the entry.
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YOU HAVE DONE A GREAT JOB WITH THIS PIECE, POET
GOOD LUCK IN THE CONTEST, AND THANK YOU FOR ENTERING IN SAME.
TANYA
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As it should be...
The many uses and occasions of candles are listed here in ways that kept me nodding, yes. It is not so much the humble source of light, as our need historically, and when storm loses electric light; the dependable light over the years of studying, convenience and celebration culminate in what matters most, candles at dinner with ones we love. Although long, it would have been incomplete without them all.
Terry
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wow as usual
you definitely have IT
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Candle as a light as a thing to lighten our memories. So nicely done. Collection from your poetical album.
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