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This particular poem stemmed from my own thoughts regarding candles. As many people do I lit candles alllll the time in my younger years and then as I grew older I burned less and less candles.
It is something that gives us such pleasure yet for some odd reason slowly gets put by the wayside and no thought is given as to why.
I decided on the spot that I will burn every candle I have been saving for a `special`occasion and buy a cartload more to replace them as they see their last flame. I decided to live with those flames and scents that have been cast aside for no apparent reason.
They warm my heart and give me contentment. Candles burning give me a feeling of peacefulness.
Yes! It FEELS so good ! to enjoy those memories as I stare at the fire !
The Flame
As the flames die slowly with the night,
Extinguishing the day
Smoke silhouetting through the quiet air
Taking shape of snapshots
Of memories, not long forgotten,
Igniting sweet desires instead;
Of candles burning every night
And romance in the atmosphere;
The scent of rare patchouli
Teasing in the shadows;
Nostrils slightly flared.
Soft rock music fills
The gaps between silent knowing glances
Mismatched glasses toasting
Filled with cheap Chianti
As the bottle gathers wax.
Cracker crumbs fall in between
Well-worn cushions of the couch.
Baby-doll pyjamas barely
Bothering to cover.
&
The night falls inaudibly.
Stealing eyes’ content and gentle smile
Baccarat crystal shattering
Falling from her fragile grip,
Onto the shining marble floor
Mimicking a blood bath
Is Châteauneuf-de-Pape.
Slumped in true abandon
Of this life she’s earned to live
Returning to her heart’s true love
If only in her vivid final dream…
Lasting an eternity
Meeting her rebirth
Embossed upon her soul
As the next life starts de novo
And the flame again ablaze.
Lesley – Rose coloured glasses suit my face. Forcing the look in.
You’ve inspired me to burn those special candles I have in my cupboard.
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Great – then I have done my job 🙂 Cheers Naomi
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Very nice!!!
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Thanks very much – appreciate it.
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Simply beautiful!
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🙂 thanks so much …
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I love this! I think I’ll have a candlelit dinner tonight in your honor
-Meg
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Then it is I who will be honoured – Enjoy and Salute Megan
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! Indeed – the poem was only sparked (to say) by the fact I personally stopped lighting candles. After that it got a little complicated – just like relationships hahaha !
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Jean Ann – The wonderful thing about poetry is that you are welcome to perceive it as you wish. However you relate to it is perfectly acceptable.
‘They’ say not to give away the secrets to either art or poetry from the creator’s point of view but I just had to in this case
🙂 You make me smile for real.
It is actually a woman looking backward to her younger days, acknowledging her humble beginnings and enjoying the benefits of her hard work before she dies. In her mind she will be with her first love once again and at the same time knows she will live again and likely in the same fashion.
Opps another spoiler – Sorry!
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See, I did ‘get it’!!
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Interesting, I thought the flame was about a rekindled relationship! Jean Ann
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Thanks so much for your encouraging responses.
Susan – Bon Voyage! remember to buy a candle or two 🙂
Lesley
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I will indeed get some candles in the far east! I love them too – my husband not. I too have inadvertently have started a few things I ought not to have! I think I have an element of the arsonist within .. but I do give expression to it by burning stuff in a small grate in the garden!! 🙂 …thank you for bon voyage! That is ‘lifting’ ….
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What a wonderful post thank you! I look fwd to reading more – though wil lbe away abroad from early next week sans computer. Hope to catch up when I am back.
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What a wonderful poem and what an inspirational thought to make my day more enjoyable.
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! Doreen – to add this humour is great. Thanks for welcoming me with a great big smile.
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Hi Lesley and welcome to the blogosphere!
I love candles and we used to burn them fairly regularly. But I made a conscious decision NOT to burn them when my husband is around as he’s jinxed with respect to fires. We had 2 very mild fires – one from a spark from a match and the other when his newspaper caught the candle flame as he was turning the page. Some people just don’t sit well with fire it seems!
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