We were and idea…
blazing light, left at night
to burn in solitude
and silence.
Filament of sentiment,
seething and caged.
Greeting the morning sun
ablaze,
for days,
and still we burned.
Fighting a fading memory
in a globe too fragile…
a base to small
and still we try once more.
Attempting to hold fate
in failing hands
too cold for our warm hearts
and we fall…
embers or shards…
depending on the mindset.
Nevertheless…
We are too late.
Gases of destiny escape
and we cannot go back.
Life happens at the speed of light…
each moment a fight
to live,
to love,
and we must be careful.
Lest we lie broken…
an old idea,
dead light in cold night…
alone in solitude
and silence.
Filament of sentiment…
fragmented…
Waiting to cut or burn
someone else
depending on the mindset…
©Daydreamer
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Wow, wow, wow! I was just blown away by this poem……
“and still we burned.
Fighting a fading memory
in a globe too fragile…
a base to small
and still we try once more.
Attempting to hold fate
in failing hands”
It describes so much about a certain kind of failing relationship, trying to keep it alive and burning, but it had shattered…and it was too late. Whew!!
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Thank you Mary! You are too sweet!
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I love the picture you used to complement your poem… and I loved your wonderfully written poem. 🙂
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Thank you Charleen!
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Neat metaphor I think–a relationship as a lightbulb. Very creative!
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Thank you again Peggy!
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enjoyed this…it has a lot going on…very deep…very profound…nice work.
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Thank you! I appreciate it!
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Beautiful truly
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Thank you!!!
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There is so much good stuff happening in this poem … love the rhyming word play that works so well, love the lines that stop one to think and transition ‘depending upon the mindset’, love the overall metaphor used !
So good!
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Thank you Susan!
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A very nice poem about trying to save a failing relationship and how hard we fought to save it but in the end we had to let it go, realizing it was for the best. And comparing it to a lightbulb was truly a great idea. I think that most of us have gone through a relationship like this at one time in our lives. Nice to see it explained so perfectly.
Thank you for sharing this with everyone at Theme Thursday. I hope you have been having a well lit up week.
God bless.
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Thank you very much for your kind words!
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“… and still we burned.” — for me this line captured the essence of the porm. Indeed, beautiful beautiful writing!
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Thank you again!
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