They say you and I are melting wax--our lives have leapt and flared...
Describe Something You Love
The Daily Create for today, January 11, 2015, is:
Candles Burn Out
Two silver hands rising from the lake
of wood, fingers lightly clasping
the tapered arms reaching like the aspen
trees in fall, the way their leaves shake
alive with light, forest dancers blazing–
or miniature suns, or passionflowers
incandescent as the stars and trembling,
waiting for the match, those lucent hours.
They say you and I are melting wax–
our lives have leapt and flared, but in the end
only Love, that Light, will stay intact
as we blow out like candles in the wind.
Beautiful. There’s a lot more love in your poem than candles alone.
Stunning that you were able to create this while dealing with a sinus infection. I love the photo of the aspen.
Ah, you two romantic lovebirds aflame with creativity, ebbing and flowing your pulsating light in the evening shadows, reflecting ruby red in the ubiquitous wine glasses…
A fitting poem for a dinner on a moonlit winter’s evening in the snowy Alps. I can picture you reciting this at table, Peter by your side, with the Shelleys, Byron, and friends, candle flames flickering. Too bad we have no time machine. But Goth-romance lives on…