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 |  A 52-week poetic adventure… |
| My life is a candle My soul is the flame. Some days it's barely a spark Flickering against shades of grey. Other days Smouldering ashes rekindle Spontaneous outbursts of wildfire, Catching combustible spirits Spreading destruction, Threatening to melt my candle Into a shapeless blob of wax. Sometimes my wax is tainted, The flame burns a peculiar color, Filling my room with unhealthy light That makes darkness appear more inviting. My candle stands strong Against hurricane forces Yet droops in the heat Of a midsummer's day. Another soul's ice hardens it till the slightest touch cracks— Who knew one's wellbeing was so hard to maintain? I must purify my wax Lock my candle in a lantern Wash those glass shields Keep the flame burning bright and clean To share a warm light with others, Or at least shed clarity on A spot ahead in my path. 28 lines, 145 words, free verse. No prompt this week. |
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