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At Your Feet

Wishes and day dreams I place at your feet. Where the raged and tranquil frequently meet. Walk softly my soul, I'm burning with fire, beauty and wisdom fuel and inspire. Growing slowly, embers glowing, knowing. Like a candle flame absorbing its wick. Lost in puffs of smoke that flutter and flick. Burning bleakly in accepted defeat. Glowing light flickers in passionless heat. Slowing transforming, slowly consuming.

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Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 8/8/2009 1:05:00 AM

What a very emotion-laden write, with wonderful imagery to support it :) I just have one quick comment on your line "like a candle flame absorbing it's wick"--"it's" there should be without the apostrophe to denote the possessive form--hope I was able to help...lovely lovely write nonetheless, whoever the receiving end of this poem is very lucky indeed...--nikko :)

Sue Mason

Date: 8/6/2009 8:39:00 AM

You really do well with this form, Bill. I am totally unfamilar with it and haven't made a dent in all the Forms here at the Soup!! "Like a candle flame absorbing it's wick" is a powerful image ... I like it better than the sands of the hour glass ... smile ...

Jessica Arteaga

Date: 7/30/2009 6:22:00 PM

good visuals, good rhyme, good meter, good words, good everything. i liked a lot

Barbara Gorelick

Date: 7/27/2009 7:44:00 PM

I love this..the first line plls you right in. BG

Carrie Richards

Date: 7/27/2009 3:10:00 PM

Passionate, filled with romance! Nicely done!

Sara Kendrick

Date: 7/27/2009 2:42:00 PM

Interesting work. Sara