Candle Light

a poem made due to a lack of power one night.

The power went out,

Now I write by candle light,

This little light is the only soft, flickering glow.

The light doesn’t reach for,

So it seems as if I’m in my own little bubble of light,

I look out and see a rich darkness,

But I know this little light will keep me safe,

Sometimes I sit and stair at the dancing flame,

As if it’s the only solid thing around,

This little light,

This candle light,

Is how I like to write.

Author's Note

Enjoy

Reviews

[Changed to a New Accoun..]

candles can be used in amazing ways. it made a memory of mine came back that i havn't thought of in a while, makes me sad to think about it now but no need for u to kno... good poem

[lizap]

i love it..you described a quite moment and i can see where your insporetion came from...