Bones in the Candle Light


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    Bones in the Candle Light

    Everything it was you are
    Everything you see you'll be
    Separate paths but walked
    Seen the stars and noticed


    Sweet summer breeze, the fruit of trees
    Ground under feet
    Take a breath and hold it.


    The joy of sleep, and sadness weep
    a chilling pause of complex notice.
    A wound for ache, unselfish sakes
    Who made the now?
    Unknown authors wrote it.


    The elements that reign
    Will always have their say
    We're just in the way
    Bones in the candle light


    The flesh will crawl away
    to the soil where it stays
    and the shadows cast by day
    are just bones in the candle light


    And the shift in the shadows change


    And the shift in the shadows change


    And the Shift in the shadows change


    The shift in the shadows change
    Bringing life to the remains
    They watch us in our cage
    And know what what we've decoded


    The elements that reign
    Will let them have their say
    But many look away
    Just bones in the candle light

  2. #2
    This is really good.
    NO!

  3. #3
    I loved this so much. I think you have a great writing style and an amazing use of words. The repetition was properly placed. The imagery was great. I'd love to see this as a video or in spoken word.
    My favorite stanza:

    "The flesh will crawl away
    to the soil where it stays
    and the shadows cast by day
    are just bones in the candle light"

    Great job!


    -Annie

  4. #4
    LOOOOVE, love, love this! Fabulous imagery... bones in the candle- light... you did with ease, the thing some poets forget... imagery... Imagery sets the mood, SHOWS your reader, shares with your reader... fabulous work! Thank you for sharing...
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

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