Best Unlit Poems

"The Unlit Flame at Blue Feather’s Cross Roads"



Words these days are seldom Red
like drops of lifeless blood falling cold on a hot frying pan,
sentences are scattered, stuck in Go Nowhereland,
semi-solid, immovable coagulating gelatinous, turning dark incorrigible

They are watched silently by pale ghost squadrons
of Life’s fleeing...

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Her eyes look like diamonds
against black holes in the sky--

I am recounting
my random decisions,

and... resting my mind.

I've reached the secret
in this 
warm,
unlit 
dreamscape.

Martyrs shine bright
in the milky moonlight...

as laughter's echo 
rides off 
on a 
faraway breeze....

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Let explorers go where they will,
l have discovered my paradise in thee,
New worlds do not me, with interest fill
For you have set my roaming spirit free,

Of distant lands I dream no longer,
And I cannot think of elsewhere being,
As my passion grows, the bonds get stronger,
your...

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Though clusters of stardust explode like fire-glow,
        I wail. And with your tomb resting a hundred miles 
    Beyond our unlit abode... there is no warm room
 For me in every rosy nightfall, sparkling –
As...

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The night fell away 
dousing its own darkness,
a weak dawning light 
hovered hesitantly,
over its scant trembling edge.

Mist was not mist 
but an erasing smear,
the sky was a half-closed eye.

Those who watched,
wondered if the new would stay old,
or not lift itself at all 
from the crib...

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"The light of the world.” 

Those who carry out the Great Commission 
Are 'oft mistaken in their hopeful persuasion 
That truth once spoken will ignite faith outright.
Yet, ‘tis the unlit candle must come to the light.

Copyright 2021 Paul Thomson...

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A ripple, then a bubble,

     sparkling in the light,

          swaying to the sound;

I was there, I was told,

     blinking in the light,

      ...

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We bide our time upon the cusp
Twixt what may be and surely must
From evenings hush till morning hours
Begging chase through moon lit bowers
Where gleans the will in blissful trance
And leads the way in halting dance
To just beyond what grasp may reach
Where barely recalled memories teach
Tween...

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