Short Candlewick Poems
Short Candlewick Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Candlewick by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Candlewick by length and keyword.
Taste a Sunset
Lick
The ocean
Candlewick
Dusk in mauve
Inhale salty coasts
Lined deep in indigo blue...
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Categories:
candlewick, ocean, sunset,
Form:
Free verse
Across the Memory Pond
A Candlewick bedspread,
it must be Blackpool or Paris.
A towering sadness,
for she is lost between the waves
of there and now.
Moonlight above the 'Golden Coral',
Wednesday is half-price for seniors....
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Categories:
candlewick, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Travails of Vivisection
The future dubs.
A pride is shattered.
The philanderer moon
sprawls over the
candlewick.
A ghost walks
through the wall.
A thin blade of
grass, holds the sun
for ransom.
Fireflies flutter in head
savagely.
I was not able to sleep.
What was the theme of the murder ?
No sugar, no salt
was worthy of death.
Satish Verma...
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Categories:
candlewick, art,
Form:
ABC
Street Lights
Imagine a life set so selfless
that even sinners couldn't help it
but carry the weak and offer
strength to helpless.
but this life we lead on
is a cliche' blue song
because we don't even know
when it's right to move on
we don't even know how to fight
to move on
so we might as well get a grip
ingest life till' it's gone.
so I sit here so still
can't believe I'm feeling still,
the candlewick burnt out
tonight on that window sill....
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Categories:
candlewick, nostalgia, song-life, life,
Form:
Rhyme
The Gray Crumbling
I used to roll inside a blanket
hide from the blood-soaked wide-eyed;
mind shuttered, ears deep into
the soul of a candlewick womb.
At such times, dad would enter my bedroom,
tickle my ribs until I had to laugh.
Today, grey blocks are crumbling,
the wide-eyed are being eradicated,
because they are really, basically
ethnically not Ukrainian,
the great encirclement is chomping.
and there is no candlewick comfort,
just wide eyes....
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Categories:
candlewick, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Broken Wishbone
My eyes fell closed as I watched a dark night sky
A chance wasted of hopes pinned on stars falling
Candlewick atop my cake, flame did defy
I feel the fates to my dreams are stonewalling
I plucked an eyelash with a deep breath inhaled
But the breeze beat my breath, another wish failed
A last chance hinging on thanksgiving alone
Alas, there’s no wish, on a broken wishbone
September 29, 2022
Pick-A-Title, Vol 32 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh...
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Categories:
candlewick, thanksgiving,
Form:
Rispetto