Freshly Lit Candle

Freshly Lit Candle

Freshly lit candle in my room
thoughts of Light made me let out a sigh 
because the beauty of its shine 
I looked at the candle flame 
danced around my cold darken room
touching every wall 
but the more I glanced around this old room
tears started rolling down from my eyes
I remembered how I had lost my way 
in just that moment of time
I looked at Brutus 
while he pours my tea 
I could see his face turn wery over me
he question me if I was okay
I whispered softly I was doing fine Brutus 
why do you ask? Brutus goes on to say 
I know how thing get for you Moonlight 
when you return back to the castle
I wasn't keep on hasling you I will let you be,
I stood by my window in my room 
just looking deep in the gray sky
 that almost made me cry
I watch the autumn leaves dancing to the ground 
out side my window the air is cold 
the scent of death is in the breeze 
but in my room alone as I could ever be
the candle gives a sweet calming scent 
the wind moans for years in tears 
as if it was telling an ancient story 
but now it became music to my ears 
ravens fly deep into the night
where summer  is left behind 
and winter pushed its way back in 
where as  darken dreams 
is a place for the broken 
that became a token
where words of pain are always spoken 
winter is always near
bring on sadness and fear 
Dark Angel holds so dear 
shimmering thunder makes me wounder 
what is going to happening tonight 
change in moods are in the room 
the moon is hanging down very low in gloom
freshly lit candle up near my window
for all to see who is out locking for me.

Poetic  Judy Emery (c)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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