Flicker

Flicker

A Poem by Neville Pettitt

Flicker

 

 

For all those who live in shadows blindly, I pray

that light may shine on them and set them free.

 

For no man wants to live in darkness surely,

light a candle for them, help them to see.

 

Would you burn one for me too, I once preferred both cream and blue. Come on sweetheart, burn one just for me.

 

And since my colours are run dry and gone now,

I can not read your poems lately, neither can I

sing to thee.

 

So would you burn a candle for me, burn it bright and all night long. Then place it on your window sill where I might feel the heat of thee.

 

And should the wind or draught dance lightly

upon and with my candle flame, I shall know that you do love me, rightly wrongly but not in vain…  

 

 

 

 

© 2019 Neville Pettitt


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if she only would ..just light that simple little candle ... ;) cream and blue! grabs me attention matey .. very unique ... kind of leaves me puzzling in the dark ... tragic loss when one can not read the other's poetry .. and almost death when one can not sing anymore ... for me this is an interesting twisting down love lorn's lane :(( definitely strikes a mood with me ..
E.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville Pettitt

2 Weeks Ago

thank you Gene and thank you most kindly my friend.... N :))
Einstein Noodle

2 Weeks Ago

catchy title too .. and fits well ... next time i run dry in life..i think i will light me own candl.. read more
Neville Pettitt

2 Weeks Ago

aint stopped smilin since I felt ya read me the first time..... shine on my brother... :)))))



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Amazing how something that strikes me as sad is also so beautiful. It was a rapid aging for me----aging to death and knowing I was loved. It was a quite death, a smile on my face. Loved this one!

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville Pettitt

1 Week Ago

Thank you and truly so...... Neville
I see this write as heart tugging, this is a very good emotional write here, so nicely presented. Enjoyed reading this

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville Pettitt

1 Week Ago

thank you kindly Kesch.. much appreciated and true..
Kesch

1 Week Ago

not a problem.
I hope the wave of melancholy that made you write this heartrending poem left you now my dear friend. I felt sadness beyond words reading this poignant composition. Your impressive, exceptional talent is striking, Neville. Espero que tudo está ótimo com você Querido.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville Pettitt

1 Week Ago

your visit and kind words are so appreciated, I doubt yo can imagine .............. :)
Excellent stuff. Thoroughly enjoyable.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville Pettitt

1 Week Ago

thank you .. you are most kind and encouraging... N
I'm not allowed to play with lighters, since "the incident", but if a grown up comes along, I'll ask them to for ya. Can't wait. Haven't done shadow puppets in... weeks. 😀

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville Pettitt

1 Week Ago

no need, tiz forgot..
Lorry

1 Week Ago

Phew! Thought I'd have to flee... Again 😀
Neville Pettitt

1 Week Ago


well at least on hold...if ya know what I mean................
I LOVE THIS POEM! The yearning is so palpable, seemingly attired in a poetic chant, a formal request. This feels like it's been written by someone who's usually laced up tight, but who occasionally lets 'er rip, with regard to an outpouring of feeling (((SHRUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville Pettitt

1 Week Ago

By Jove she's got it...... cheers BG me luverly.... N
What a moving plea, Neville. Triggers the heart and head. Makes me recall those feelings a time or two. “Rightly wrongly but not in vain..” is the ideal final line for this poem.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville Pettitt

2 Weeks Ago

what you wrote and left here my friend is more than good enough for me... far more and always apprec.. read more
I suspect a great many candles have been lit since you posted this one Nev, I would but that would of course be just simply wrong:) You have such a way with words and feelings sometimes and this is no exception my friend

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville Pettitt

2 Weeks Ago

the fact you showed up means an awful lot to me my friend...
' Would you burn one for me too, I once preferred both cream and blue. Come on sweetheart, burn one just for me.'

Beautiful words but such sad thoughts and i suspect, reasons, for them. There are times when light is desperately needed to help keep things together. Here, dear friend, you've shown what we all desperately need at times, whether urgently or tentatively because of character. Candles lit are for the precious one being thought of.. the one with the match.. those willing to share.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville Pettitt

2 Weeks Ago

what delightful and gentle reassuring words.. thank you emmajoy ...... Neville
How could the lady ever refuse such appeal - - this read really touches the heart- - --much more than good and true........................... x Fay

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville Pettitt

2 Weeks Ago

thank you kindly Fay.. much appreciated... N

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