Day 21
two candles I saw once in church
one melted around its black wick
the other untouched, a proud stick
and people always chose the scorched
I took the orphan, kindled it
I don’t even know why I did
the two were alike, both without flame
yet candle put out isn’t the same
as candle forever unlit
Prompt: Write a “what you are” poem, or…
Write a “what you are not” poem.
*********************************************************************************Waxing and Waning
two candles I saw once in church
one melted around its black wick
the other untouched, a proud stick
and people always chose the scorched
I took the orphan, kindled it
I don’t even know why I did
the two were alike, both without flame
yet candle put out isn’t the same
as candle forever unlit
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