The dripping wax

The dripping wax

A Poem by Anne Martin
"

life sucks sometimes

"

Knowing where I'm going
it seems a dead end
the end for us all
no immortality


I'm present and knowing
for now it's good
uncertainty lurks
around the corner


slowly


Anyway the wind is blowing
I'll unfurl my sail
must move forward
time won't stop


I watch the wax dripping
from the candle
beads flow at random
quickest way to the bottom


frozen


Like my joints hardening
an inevitable stop
painful abandonment
of friends and family


My list shortening
one by one
they are
gone

© 2019 Anne Martin


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I wonder how many prisoners in the Tower of London watched a candle dripping its last?

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Anne Martin

4 Years Ago

Quite a few probably. Thanks.
Yes, it really, really does - but the alternative to alive is unacceptable to some - though sometimes I wonder.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Anne Martin

4 Years Ago

I should have said, "Getting old sucks." Not only does your body break down, but your friends and fa.. read more
not much to hold on to,life i guess

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Anne Martin

4 Years Ago

Sometimes that is all you can do.
 wordman

4 Years Ago

of course,and you`re welcome

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Anne Martin
Anne Martin

The second circle of hell.



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After 15 years I have finished The Cult of Hahn. Editing time. Professional musician. Private person I love fantasy, especially dark sexy stories. more..

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