#candlelight poems on Hello Poetry

Rhett Robertson Sep 2017

I’ve been on this road for a long time now,
I’ve driven with ease and I’ve broken down,
I’ve heard crows cackles, learned how doves sing,
Crawled through nightmares, flown through dreams,

I’ve driven through the desert, driven through trees,
Eaten off the pavement and dined with the kings,
Through all the hours there’s one thing I’ve found,
You can’t make someone care if you’re not around,

So I’ll call you once I’m found,
Whether I stand up or touch the ground,
Leave the candle lit until I’m free,
Once I’m across this sea,
I’ll find you, and you’ll find me,

I’ve been running around this block for hours,
Just trying to find peace,
I’ve been sitting here, silently, begging for answers,
Maybe one day I’ll know what it means,

I’ve been pulling on cuffs, asking questions about stuff,
that I probably shouldn’t question,
But if I finally shut up, will I be content with myself,
Or be drawn to another burden,
Trying to find something worth this,

So I’ll call you once I’m found,
Whether I stand up or touch the ground,
Leave the candle lit until I’m free,
Once I’m across this sea,
I’ll find you, and you’ll find me,

Through the pavement of gods,
and the cackle of doves,
I’ll find my way back to the sun,
Through the road may be long,
I’ve still got a song,
Just leave that candle light on,

#candlelight #road #depression #enlightenment #bornagain

G Rog Rogers Aug 2017

-Forever Evermore

Forever Evermore

Walk with me
     through fields of clover

Lay me down
      in sheets of linen

Let me see the dazzle
of the candlelight
in the brilliance
of Your ways

We will walk
      when all has answer

We will kiss
      beneath that tree

We will know
       all has come full-circle
              in a moment
                  just We between

Then remember
       to never say never

No never
        Nevermore

For my love
will hold You always

On the crossing
and beyond the river

To that place
of Forever and Ever...

and Forever Evermore

-R.

(11)
-SB

#poetry #foreverevermore #clover #linen #candlelight #dazzle #brilliance #santabarbara

Elise Jackson Jul 2017

often blue

there's always that tired morning candlelight of sadness
that washes over my existence and reminds me to stay still.

because if i were to move, what's left of my rib cage
would collapse.
the empty pit of my torso would be nothing but bones and regret.

but this is nothing new.
but sometimes i crave this collapse because maybe the cave
of my body wouldn't be so empty.

#thoughts #blue #color #candlelight #sadness #anxiety #storytelling #july

Willy Shakysphere Jun 2017

Faraway

The mistress of my hereafter stole me away,
As she so oft does,
To a few minutes of quiet conversation.
In her silenced voice I could read my own
Long since Christianed anguish,
So near it is - but so ****** far away.
If only in Faraway we had us a private cottage,
Maybe then we could retire to our dreams.

The dressing room there
Would always be yours.
For I make everything yours
And call it so beforehand.
Thus making you the mistress
Of my entire hereafter.
My alpha - my omega.

This “Hereafter” is but a melancholy term ‘lest
We find ourselves stole away whilst
Communicating through our spirits.
For in spirit we have already met and
Shall surely meet again.
Let the certainty of it
Brighten us with its forth coming.

Thou surely must be the author
Of the utmost of our faith.
Faith in that day of heaven’s thought where
In Faraway the cottage nestles between
Twin peaks in the sweetest valley
Ever laid at your feet while eyes
See every days' blue azure sky.

There we dine together by candlelight
In the middle of the day while we
Cater the meal toward happiness.
In Faraway, all around us lives
In a rapturous praise along with all that ever was.
And if you should ever find my wit oppressing to
Your kindness, then show your disdain and
I will surely take my leave.

As we look together through the candlelight
Let us see only the highest values in each other.
Let my eyes put your name on notice
That if I were so employed as to be a slave
In this land called Faraway, then my heart
Would be no less than the prophet accommodated
Somewhere within your walls.

There with a stool and a candlestick
I would sit patiently waiting for your unmaking.
There my soul could be at peace from this world.
I’d lean against your wall with the candle in my hand,
I’d look into your eyes as I blew out the light.
The cottage would then come to life
As would the hearth within us.

We’d breathe in each other fueling the fire.
For love is the fuel that burns here in Faraway,
Our sweet vapors rising high into the sky.
They are bless'ed fires that never end.
Come - blow out the candle once more and
Let's lose our disguises–
Later I'll relight the candle so we can
Blow it out and do it all over again.

To those out there who love each other - when you are together and alone - take yourselves faraway into each other's heart and soul. Inside of us we all yearn for that kind of togetherness but for some reason - for most of us - that inner most desire is waiting for the other person to take the first step. In this piece I am hoping to tell you how to get there. Turn out the electrical lights and eat and talk by candlelight. Turn of all the other distractions. Begin sharing your thoughts by candlelight. Then - together - blow out the candle and enjoy each other in the way that you are supposed to. Fully united.

#love #spirituality #candlelight #sacred

Robin Goodfellow Jan 2017

31

Silver lullabies
with warm candlelight nearby
for Earth's clockwork night.

#hope #warmth #innocent #lullaby #candlelight

Luna Tuesday Mar 2016

Candlelight

Lighting a candle before my bedside,
I slip a small piece of my past
underneath the brass holder
to catch the waxy overflow.

A pink envelope addressed to
(my love)
encases the torn and tattered teardrop-filled
piece of stationery paper.

Your words mush together with the
slight scent of beeswax and sage
and my mind wanders off to an unknown place

3 am:
Awaking to the smell of
an almost-smoke
burning my nostrils

burning my curtains
Is this what it was like
loving me?

Loving you was an ongoing river
each rush getting away from me
the second I felt it
while the rocks, the biggest burdens,
stay in place,
unmoved, unsolved

The light of the candle flickers
as I watch the fiery masterpiece
flow over the room

I lit the candle before my bedside.
I knew the consequences,
repercussions
of loving you.

#love #sad #fire #relationships #bed #letter #candle #candlelight

acinonyxe Jan 2016

thoughts like candlelight

thoughts like candlelight,
waiting for the flames to burn you down
to melt the ice around your heart
to touch your empty soul

to own a little ocean,
you try to catch your falling tears
drown the thoughts
they are hurting like hell
running, escaping your fears

hours are passing
eyes still closed
you ask yourself if you're already dead

and somehow you hope it.

#flames #heart #tears #dead #hurt #thoughts #soul #ocean #fears #candlelight

Shadow Paradox Oct 2015

[Candlelight]

~
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~
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There is a beautiful glow
Shining deep inside your core
Take it
Light the wick
- *of another soul's heart

"There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it"-Edith Wharton

#beautiful #darkness #soul #candlelight

brandon nagley Sep 2015

Candlelight awe

i.

Arrayed she is
In yellow daisy
Dress.

ii.

Anon we shalt rest
In castle view
solitude.

iii.

I'm costumed
In coal-black
Wear.

iv.

We romance in
Candlelight awe
Midnight pair.

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication

#love #romance #midnight #candlelight #hari #reyna #earl-jane-nagley