Candle Born

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Please leave behind a candle born to blink away dark of night.. as stars give way to distant morn, please leave behind a candle born. Though night voices call out forlorn, and timid few choose garish light.. please leave behind a candle born- to blink away dark of night.

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/15/2023 9:43:00 AM

Ahh!! Such a nice one. Well chosen flowing repeating lines. Thanks for sharing and for dropping by my page. Sara

Panagiota Romios

Date: 9/7/2023 2:09:00 PM

Hi Richard, this Triolet is a delight. Being a candle fealty..I was drawn to the great light, your poem exudes! Hugs, Pangie xx

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/29/2023 6:59:00 AM

a very fine triolet this is. Love it.

Christina Bowring

Date: 8/27/2023 11:13:00 PM

A beautiful poem. I think there is something so spiritual about candles and the light that emanates from them. I love the line,’ as stars give way to distant morn’. Such a well written poetic poem and I so enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing. Warmest wishes to you.

Robert Lindley

Date: 8/27/2023 1:13:00 PM

My friend, a very enlightening new creation. A very fine gifted TRIOLET... Yes we should shine a light for others to see. For many walk around in blindness on this old blue marble. A fine triolet my friend. God bless...

Heidi Sands

Date: 8/27/2023 6:16:00 AM

This is excellent and flows so well. The beat of the candle born. I hope all is well :)

Sara Kendrick

Date: 8/27/2023 2:03:00 AM

Yes, the inner spirit of a person be it joy, love, peace, happiness is left behind when they leave if they are filled with something besides themselves. That spirit definitely lights the way. Thanks for sharing this insight and for dropping by my page. Sara

Regina Mcintosh

Date: 8/27/2023 1:00:00 AM

Yes, a light falls soft against the soul... beautiful poem. God bless you always, Love, Gina