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Everlasting Candle

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Everlasting Candle

"Hello?"
"Hey, I've missed you. Can I see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah, when I get off the bus!"
"Okay I have a present for you. See you then!"
Anticipation. A meeting long sought after.
Phone's distant ring.
"We're going for a ride. Put your shoes on."
A father and daughter head into the night.
Empty company. Words go unspoken.
"She's in the hospital. She was hit by a car."
Confusion. Sorrow. Anger. Rage.
"Don't let her mother see you cry."
Strength found somewhere. Arrival.
Room coated in silent sorrow.
"They said there's hope. She had a brain wave."
Hope. Wonder at what that thought was.
A warm summer day running in the woods.
Sorrow shattered by oncoming traffic.
"I'm so sorry."
Enraged eyes meet the driver. 
The woman cries, ashamed.
"Its okay. She'll be okay."
A misplaced hug. A lesson in judgement.
"Sam. Do you want to see her?"
Not like this. 
A long walk. Endless abyss. Tearing thoughts.
"Don't be afraid."
There through the door with handle brass.
My beautiful friend's body turned to glass.
"I won't say goodbye."
Refusing to cry. Just as father said.
"We have to go home. We'll come back tomorrow I promise."
Journey back filled with empty company.
Hollow. Out of place. A need to be alone.
Give me space!
Somehow sleep's darkness finds.
My space invaded. No! Shut up! Go away! 
"Sam, I'm sorry. She didn't make it."
Tears. Each one a memory.
Meeting in fourth grade. Sharing the same name.
Sticking up for one another. Playing a simple game.
Long afternoons in the sun. Never once had a fight.
She found out I was afraid of the dark. So she'd be my light.
"She was amazing. So young. My condolences."
A funeral filled with sadness so thick.
I gazed upon her body. Peaceful. 
"She made this for you."
A bracelet. Her present.
The facade shatters.
It's too much to handle. 
How can one's soul fire ever dance...
Without it's everlasting candle.

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  1. Date: 1/25/2014 8:31:00 AM

    So sorry for your loss, you have eloquently expressed a deep sadness.

    Lamoureux Avatar Richard Lamoureux Date: 1/27/2014 12:36:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    It was my pleasure. I'm glad you took some time to read some of mine as well.
    Beloved Avatar Sam Beloved Date: 1/27/2014 12:21:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you for taking the time to read all of my poems :)
  1. Date: 1/12/2014 10:08:00 PM

    I cried like a baby, my daughter was hit by a car a few days ago, she was lucky many bruises but she's fine, Oh God, I am speechless and incapable of saying any more, my heart is by you're side, pray tell me it's just a poem if it is not, than my heart is breaking for you xxx

    Beloved Avatar Sam Beloved Date: 1/13/2014 12:27:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    So glad to hear your daughter is alright. Unfortunately this isn't just a poem. My best friend passed away in 2003 when we were 13 years old.
  1. Date: 1/9/2014 11:19:00 PM

    Prose in simplest definition. It paints an image. I know more of where this comes from so imagining it visually was easy. Your work always brings me somewhere new.

  1. Date: 1/9/2014 10:37:00 PM

    Dialogue. Never have figured out how to write it. I liked this. I had to struggle to get on board, but was quickly drawn into the story, the emotion. Powerful. I've tried to write using dialogue identified by "he said, she said" etc. Got real muddy and perhaps even more confusing. Bit of a "sound bite" feel to this story. I think it carries the "shock," the trauma of the event. Using "phones distant ring," and "a misplaced hug.." and other similar breaks helped establish the dialogue.

    Beloved Avatar Sam Beloved Date: 1/9/2014 10:46:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    It is, for lack of a better term, a royal pain in the...bet you can guess the rest. Wanted to try it though. Trial and error. Thank you for your input I really appreciate it. :)
  1. Date: 1/9/2014 10:06:00 PM

    I think this is a "play" rather than a poem. As such it has two major faults. the first one is grammar. One phrase is not a sentence. One word is not a sentence. To be a sentence it needs a verb. the second major fault is that it is impossible to work out who is speaking and to whom.

    Beloved Avatar Sam Beloved Date: 1/9/2014 10:09:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you for your honest criticism. It is rather jumbled.