Candle Poems

One Candle

A flame
the greatest threat
to the twilight   
 of being

One candle
in the darkness
rebirthing
— the night

(Dreamsleep: September, 2025) 

My Love In Candlelight

My Love In Candlelight (c) by Russ Dodson 1963, 1985, 2025

The burning candle flickers low 
and in the dancing, darting flame
I see your face and now I know 
what longing is, I call your name.

I know you hear but you won't heed 
my plaintive cry and all the while
my heart cries out it's greatest need,

Scarlet

Said the Mother Superior,
“I have completely lost track
of how often the Archbishop and I,
wearing ashes and cloth sacks,
crept into the crypt
and made the beast with two backs.
Altho' no one can hold a candle
to his Grace, yes, not even the Abbess,
flagellation notwithstanding,
as a nun married to God
who committed sacrilege,
I'm ashamed to confess,
I broke the 6th Commandment
as

candle line

Who you wish to blind with a smooch
Alice was yours before she went through
Crazy are bedding sheets you drum,
randomly young and pumped of rum,
red, and white of spring blossoms,
sweet are the hiccup of break-thrus
left-field of the holly-wood signs.....

As a safety felt child shall hum
free of all the conundrums.....
Cheap are not in control of the wines,
but

I need no other reason

Lighting candles pleases my soul
there's divine magic in each flickering flame
~ they dance with unfettered joy



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: 2nd place 2025

Flickering Light

I am a flickering light -
a little candle -
a dancing flame so happy to have been set alight!

But I am fragile, Father.
A sudden gust could blow me out.
A brief shower of rain.
A spiteful touch from cold fingers.
A swell of noxious pride at my own tiny mortal beauty.

So hold me very close, Father.
Shield me with your

Candle

There he was still as a windless night,
As if adorned in the drapes of the stormy sky,
His shield covering the faintest shimmer's plight.

The candle held on to its whispering glow,
On the shores of the unending sea,
It held on in the ruthless wind's blow.

Why the ritual of protecting a such memory,
In the great winds of every

The Candle of Hope

the
candle of hope
shines bright
tonight
thus
burn
its
sweet light
of
hope
once more
with
delight
i
am 
still sure
the
candle of hope
once more

The Legacy of a Candle

Inspired to share my knowledge,
Dedicated to teach with courage,
I gave my service with all my heart—
In my students' lives, I played an important part.

Three decades of guiding the young,
These are my riches, the songs I’ve sung.
I may be a candle burning low,
But the light I gave will always glow.

Proud to shape each growing mind,
And when

When fate blows out my candle and the flame dances like a ballerina at dusk

When fate blows out my candle and the flame dances like a ballerina at dusk,
I will listen to the secret whispers of the wind, spinning tales of long ago,
Neither prayers will halt this departure, nor tears will tame
The ephemeral gesture of destiny that has secretly woven the web that now envelops me.
I will dedicate an

A Candle Inside The Child

People count the years
by candles and quiet tears.
The twenties, they say,
are when we wait
for the first cry
from a miracle
just learning to breathe.

But some of us, like me,
never quite grow up.
Peter Pan weeps
each time the rain brushes my shoulders.
I come alive again
only in fleeting moments,
like the string that’s slipped
from a flying kite.

Just days ago,
that child stirred

Kindness is a Candle

     Kindness is a candle
        a flame ablaze in the heart 

     Its glow lights up a face ~
        never be it erased 

Moon

Candle glow at midnight
The hatch is locked
A scrambling splutter
As I reach for the key of circles and bolts and lines
But just as before
The circle ends
Four corners behind

And I'm scrambling again for another key
I plead the glow as I–
Well, do I cherish my existence once more?

Foot taps to the humming
Blood rushing under my skin
I'm thrown to

Candle Opera

Candle Opera
 Have you ever taken time out to look up at the stars?
 They shine bright from afar.
 Seeing light dancing at night.
 Feeling spiritually grateful all the time.
 Looking up, counting your blessings.
 Through an orchestra, the wind is singing.
 Guidance along the path.
 Growing old, time goes by fast.
 Reach out and

The Candle Trusted The Flame

The candle trusted the flame,
So warm, so near, so bright.
It leaned into the dance of fire,
Believing it was light.

But love that flickers, fierce and fast,
Can scorch what seeks to stay.
Now wax runs down like falling tears,
The flame still sways,
while the candle melts away.

Soon the flame too will burn out,
For after we consume others,
So are we

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