Long Candled Poems

by Michaelw1two

Mind’s deep permits, darkness’ caverns crave, I beseech of thee
 one light defined in candled flame hides in that blue
 profound indeed these depths despair; oh savage light, make bright
 release these binds, of...

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Remember all the Wise Men on their knees upon your yacht?
With orphans on their backs they’d crawled (with others that they’d brought)
Through rubble on the highway sands and residues of Lot.
They came from severed cities...

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All of those words and emotions
Are tired of lingering in my throat and Mind
I want to caress them onto you
But how can I? Anon. there might be a time in our days

I want to tell...

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Daytime,sunshine...crystal clear
burning through clear blue atmosphere
Tanning laserays of light
Ignite solar candled lantern aisles by night

Silent meadows and sheep grazed pastures bare
Summer's yield matching colors grown in pairs
Travelers' eyes steal glimpses of the ancient surreal
Clever celestial...

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I knew you'd take pleasure in knowing
That I heavily drew myself from the bed,
Feeling for parchment and the familiar cylinder of my pen.
Giving up the rest in favor of curling, inky words,
to unravel the scribbly...

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Autumn day's goldenrays seap through heaven's gentle blues
                    Shading, tangled leaves fire colors,autumn's unfallen few
It's flowered...

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What’s in my name? It’s Candler,
A name as old as English tax.
If you’re of English descent, yours may be too.
Let us take a short trip back.

The Magna Carta united Englishmen,
But created a need for government.
Now,...

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BRING ME CLOSER---

Bring me closer, bring me closer
Lord
Bring me closer, bring me closer
God
Bring me closer to your heart
Help me Father to impart
I wanna be loyal servant.. to you

I want to dine with you;
Eat of the...

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How slow can one eat one raisin?
How slow can one go?
A towheaded toddler sits cross-legged
Amidst his playroom with a raisin pinched
Between his forefinger and thumb, staring...
Raisins in handfuls...raisins in breads...
Raisins in muffins...raisins in holiday cakes...
Ever...

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O’ Lord

I’ll gladly share My wealth and happiness
With one and all

Butt my grief
With none at all

Those are treasured moments
Of my strife
Locked with gifted memories 
Of life

When morns golden rays blacked
All colors
Nights silvery octopus tentacles
Squeezed life
Hot...

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Woe, begone, you wretched apparition and cringe your digits--your devil's horns. Your wizardry is but a mere toy, rightfully played by little boys. You have steeped with malice for the bewitching hour, is but gone....

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did the Greek philosopher Socrates
ever have thoughts of his own mediocrity,
did Buddha in meditation contemplate
belly-button lint in his belly button sedate?

maybe some Confucian spiritual medium
pondered dust in minute trivial tedium.
did Newton while conjuring Newtonian physics
diverge...

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they probably wouldn’t.
They would sing instead, since talking for them, 
Has no melody, you see...

These walls, serenade the shadows,  dancing on every side,
Like a fast midnight ride...
There are upside down, silhouettes of every song...

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And there will be no candled moon, 
No bones picked clean by virtue's rage 
Against all sins left un-forgiven. 
Lovers left in limbo-light at dawn 
Shall stand as statues stand, 
Alone, as broken martyrs 
Cast...

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thumb tacked , tackled some say by the thumb,
  a
 bullied pencil pusher sitting upright at mid afternoon.  
so thin his ergonomic spinal robot as he leans back 
in his plastic office chair.

peering...

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Somewhere on a beach, there are lovers
umbrellas shade their secret kiss
                        ...

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I am knowing

I am of this and this alone

I am of want and hurry

Of bitterness chilled to its bone

Waiting and watching 

Luring till peeked

This frenzy that bares soul naked

That leaves no trace of human seed

I...

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When time is still, I'll think fondly of you
Quiet renders of love's probable cause
This love now colored in a vibrant hue
A lingering fragrance that brings this pause
To think of you in a long cotton dress
Walking...

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I dream of roses and a lover's song
The fragrance lingers from yesterday's air,
of sensual touch, when nights were long
And I was drowning in her falling hair
I gave her roses of passionate red
Spreading petals around her...

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Candling an egg isn’t something new
Centuries ago people learned “how to”  
And candlelight was used at its debut
In a dark room, eggs underwent review
The eggs guaranteed infertile to you
All must be candled to prove...

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it's the morning after
brooding in the blue
of a dusty motel room
and in tune 
to the wail of silent mood 
a single rose, wilted 
recalls a poignant peek
of an eve just passed 
and enveloped of olden...

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A shoal of roach fast scatter at my shadow.
Mother moorhen toots as chick ducks in
and out of overhanging ivy.

A boating flower floats along intact
with shadow's faithful dancing follow,
on gravel, then over weed and back.

Across the...

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