I sit to center.
First realization: I
cannot discern plumb.
meditation: day one
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Matchless
NaPoWriMo, Day 17. Due to the demise of my computer, my muse has been forced to sit silent for this past week. But we’re back!
Today’s prompt:
Write a poem that presents a scene from an unusual point of view.
Matchless
Rrrrtch tssss whooos.
Match strikes to life.
Sulfurous head turns black,
then glows orange-red.
Blue flame encircles the head,
turning yellow as it reaches upward.
Match touches wick.
Wick resists, but then
accepts the flame with a
complaining sizzle and pop.
Flame dances brightly to the
rhythm of an invisible breeze.
Wispy white smoke coils up and away.
There’s warmth in the watching,
shadows chiseled by the light,
danger cloaked in tenuousness.
And then, Pifft!
Match is extinguished, and all that is left
is that copycat flame perched ridiculously
atop a flimsy wick and weaving like a drunk parakeet.
Six truths and a lie (or vice versa)
I saw it coming from the start.
It all just sounded too good to be true.
Later it seemed too bad to be true, but it was.
When you tell enough lies, they start to sound true.
Truth hurts sometimes, but only if you believe it.
Lies hurt, too, because truth always prevails.
I never saw it coming.
birthday candle
Image
reaching
flame reaches skyward
held captive by earthbound wick
in a sea of wax
The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Ascend
in a light mood
time for me to shine
kept in the dark far too long
please enlighten me
The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Ambience
Candlelight
flame mirrored in wax softens dark, long evenings holds vigil with me
The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: It’s Not This Time of Year Without…
Rifts
Image
Haiku Twenty ~ Long Nights
winter solstice nears darkness ebbs and succumbs to springtime promises
Juxtaposition
What Rhymes with Stanza? 