even the candles seem lonely this christmas

chadwick
chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited December 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
(part I)

they twinkle light golden
blessed through situation of flame
and time

somehow lonely cold out otherside windowpane
resembling all night
holding tighty to each white flake from above
the sky as if night birds lost
wings cold

in here the outrageous is desirable
the warmth given off is simple and small
the light gave what is wrote
played out and made almost merry

this the night of tomorrow's end
what of the lost birds
what of the night songs heard from afar
i just cannot

home still far away like a lonely knock at the door
all the while a simple star or angel desires treetop
i have none to give
so the locks
the chains
the wrapped up doorways
all will come undone
and so i can

tonight is as if apparition
and as dimly lit gray to the touch
like a fogged over evening of lost time
this of course is without a morning of mourning
of a star without a tree
or a twinkle without a single candle
perhaps a bit of softness without a lady
all of which dream of celebration
deserving of praise
like honeybees beautify clover
and the grin
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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  • supersonicyears
    supersonicyears Posts: 2,619
    Merry Christmas Chadwick. I hope you get all that you wish for.
    "In the age of darkness
    want to be enlightened"
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    thank you very much and merry christmas to you
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    scared to be lit
    even more frightened to be put out
    the little candle never winning
    always for tears
    blessed are shadows

    and so the lovers touch
    maybe new to the game
    or old to the touch
    the wax builds up
    as if a heart fluttering
    for the very first time without

    it is this empty feeling where sweetness
    belongs to dreaming butterflies grabbing at the ultimate dance
    where the lonely candle in the sky
    has provided all of us with pleasure
    somehow many of us forget the light
    but fully accept suffering into our lonely bones

    we are scared to be lit up
    even more frightened to be continued...
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    to be continued
  • vogonpoetbythelake
    vogonpoetbythelake Posts: 2,146
    scared... sacred....redsac... words worth feeling
  • Shyner
    Shyner Posts: 1,226
    Great flowing poetry
    I try to run on
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127

    in here the outrageous is desirable
    the warmth given off is simple and small
    the light gave what is wrote
    played out and made almost merry
  • hedonist
    hedonist Posts: 24,524
    rollings said:

    in here the outrageous is desirable
    the warmth given off is simple and small
    the light gave what is wrote
    played out and made almost merry
    Sadly beautiful.

    I've been thinking about you, Diane.  I hope you have warmth in and around you.

    By the way, chadwick's titles were often poetry themselves.

    :hug:
  • F Me In The Brain
    F Me In The Brain this knows everybody from other commets Posts: 31,809
    ^^^^ what she said

    Beautiful!
    The love he receives is the love that is saved
  • dankind
    dankind Posts: 20,841
    We mourn the tragic and revel in the magic.

    Take care, @rollings
    I SAW PEARL JAM

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