Long Wicks Poems
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You are my burning wick of candlelight
Like wax filled chandelier you glow the night
And scorch my melting soul into ashes white
It swirls in trails of smoke to your delight
Drifting into heated orbs in splayed moonlight
Drawn by fragrant scent your radiance brings
Your lover's flame whisks me aloft on wispy wings
To float around your spheres of fiery rings
Pulled toward your blaze with vaporous strings
Like a moth being driven by your glow
I'm consumed by your flaming wick aglow
Vanish in your orbs, bask in flames that grow
I hold snug in your rush of fire near
And feel the flames engulf me I revere
Your lighted wick has beckoned me to stay
My blistered heart I give without a fight
By candlelight and flaming orbs meant for Kings
Your shaft of light from flames that you bestow
A glowing wanton realm, dark will disappear
Keep the melting wax on wicks, where we lay
1/26/18 contest Minuanetta
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Sleeping in bamboo
Soft and luxurious against skin
Cool in summer heat
Wicks moisture away from skin
Even in winter keeps warm
Bamboo fabric great
Natural sustainable
Grows easily without help
Needs no harmful chemicals
Gratitude, sovereign atop Meru’s lofty crest,
Glides through crevices beneath Challenger Deep rest.
I traverse with solemnity, a mortal blessed beyond infinity—
An Avatar, eclipsing senators, defying eternity.
Finite breaths, ephemeral within the infinite filament,
Flickering wicks of joy and sorrow, omnificent and omnipotent.
Hope and dreams wither and tether—
A responsibility to shoulder—who dares to hinder?
A flowery benediction—born a woman,
Silent steward of primordial secrets spun,
A womb of the universe, where giggles ripple,
An architect unparalleled, designing destinies dribble.
When Aaron was
in mommy’s tummy
I was tiny, warm, happy and content
I felt the surprise at the news
and from day one felt loved
I heard Mommy’s singing
and daddy's voice
reactions to announcements
calling out different baby names
For the longest time I practiced
smiling
laughing
giggling
moving my arms and legs
sucking my thumb
doing somersaults
recognizing mommy's and daddy's voices
And I grew bigger and bigger
I dreamt about
playing with kittens
petting puppies
playing with goldfish and turtles
chasing butterflies
reaching out to the moon
playing with little friends
having bubblebaths
wearing silly clothes
playing with toys
falling asleep to lullabies
and bedtime stories
playdates at the park
learning to walk
learning to talk
learning my numbers and ABC's
climbing trees
flying my first kite
riding my first bike
touching and smelling flowers
my first Easter egg hunt
my first Christmas morning
I felt so much anticipation and love for my arrival
as mommy rocked me on the big chair by my crib
And then early one morning,
It was March 26, 2017
time to welcome little
Aaron Arthur Joseph Wicks
to the world
AP: 2nd place 2020
A mighty wind whips in from the sea
Tearing weakened limbs from the tree
Forcing the rain up under the eave
Wreaking a havoc I hardly believe.
The beach road is closed for all of today
Ferries are cancelled, docked at the quay.
Porch chairs and cushions all in a heap
Five Corners probably two feet deep.
Will the power go out for stove and heat?
Do we have enough food for us to eat?
Take the oil lamps down from the shelf,
Trim the wicks, and prepare yourself
To go to bed early with quilts galore;
Wake tomorrow to see if there’s more,
Or whether the day is sunny and bright
And we can begin to set things aright.
To brush candle wicks to a flame
On table for a welcome eye
My heart of love will bow to you
This night with Gods we'll fly
The ocean floods breezes for palms
Siren's call is heard from the sea
Your form fills flickers from candles
The wind blows your hair free
Your smile captured my heart's yearning
Holding it silent, ever soft
We'll feast with waves as our music
Under the stars aloft
Hold hands while strolling the seashore
And search horizons for our dreams
We'll watch our footsteps wash away
And laugh at what it means
We'll kiss on the shores of moonlight
And feel each wanton need from within
Each kiss will leave trailed traces
Sacred, rejoicing in
We'll lay in the sand to Europa
And embrace sighs from Eros flight
Passion will sweep away ebb tides
Lost in waves of the night
2/11/18/ contest Romantic Poem
You can act as if HE isn't HIM
as if going against God isn't a sin
What's behind is something that isn't
seen by the blind but this is by design
What shines from above also illuminates
what is below
The dark seeds are seen for they grow
to produce fruit of their kind
The grind mills until what it brings forth
is brought to a point of rest
Still
Still the results continue to go unseen
until it pushes through & is viewed
amongst the green
Freeing its leaves only leads to its eventual
decay as one day everything returns
It burns like a flare stick ignited
signaling that all must bend a knee
as if being knighted
The fiery sword of truth being slighted
is a sight to behold
Even if it cuts down wicks like a candle
being blown it's never extinguished
Though I'm speaking English many still
won't understand like the exotic in nature
or species unknown to man
Extra on a terrestrial plane is more than
enough for those planting fake seeds
behind the scenes
Shinning isn't a threat but anything blocking
the Sun only brings darkness
This is a bleak attempt to harvest as it
feeds none in reality
The reality of this Picaso paints many
pictures at once
Can one brush really spill all the paint
making a picture of fronts?
Affronts are made to cover what's being
done in the shade but the artist
is like a tree
A breath of fresh air reciprocating so
that everyone can breathe
Don't leave before you overstand that
the sky is falling & we're all
within sight
The eyes & image of him is everywhere
like the moon shinning at night
gnarled hands ignited,
with the maelstrom of belief.
knotty knees do bend.
unseen, the heavens
opened up, did look beyond
the darkness of earth,
to see a pin drop.
ancient one, in the gnarled woods,
God is drawn to you.
the straw in haystack -
most dwellers go through back doors,
but she’s kneels in church -
with bent frame, eyes shut,
a prayer shawl around shoulders,
cold, yet immersed in light.
with lanterns, she joins
others in trimming their wicks -
firestorm of belief.
a humble leader -
behold, lifetime membership
in peaceful dwelling.
many are the weeds -
celebrate on holidays,
they’re pregnant with bread and wine.
she’s not at the bar -
look for her at the altar
with her rough gnarled hands.
on arthritic knees,
she’s closest to the Savior -
he sees her asking
and He draws closer
to see ev’ry tear that falls
begging “one more soul…”
Christ gives her what she asks for.
September, November seasons refresh,
trees change their colour to wear a new dress,
Rub hands, mist in breath, colder evening walk,
leaves rustling under feet, stroll in the park!
oil wicks lighting up, every home and door,
little lamps on windows, add to decor,
late shops, busy crowds, fill Indian streets,
fire works, new clothes buy Diwali* sweets!
More lights are lit, in other parts of world,
Thailand and Japan, fly lamps red and gold,
Lighted carved pumpkins in England are seen,
Beautiful Autumn! night of Halloween!
* Diwali= Indian festival of light in October
Autumn or fall poetry contest
12 lines rhyme
Tania Kitchin
written 10 September 2020
"Closer"
There is a light
hidden in the heart of man
deeply embedded it summons ignition
each day the portal opens further
something beckons
come closer
come closer
the door widens
like the mouth of the whale
in your dreams you are Jonah
inside your vessel waits the one
who walks on water
the heart is a burning flame
lighting minds like wicks
rapturous disbelief
3 days, 3 nights
before closure
there seated steadfast
marking your time
all commanding
beckons the closer
believing your disbelief
the Sun reflects
in your eyes
come closer
come closer
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
LUX VITAE
"The Son, The Sun" / Low
https://youtu.be/fPS8ZvWVv0M
"the fish's eyes were like windows and a pearl inside its mouth provided further illumination."
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jonah
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/communion_1007994