Friday, October 1, 2010

Magpie #34...first for me!

My first magpie on Willow's prompt.

Solitary, wickless
you blew out my fire
i still burn
silly ceiling fan
you chipped my wick
maiden, naïve.

You forgot
my metal still tepid
ashy tad hung in air
you overlook
the smudge I left
in the cold night.

I stand tall
abut the pane
sunshine warming me
glowing
in myriad colors
no more lonely
no more gloomy.


9 comments:

jason evans said...

It's good to relight the flame. Nothing like light to cut the dark.

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Jason Yes,always!:)

Alakaline said...

You’ve brought out the colors and warmth so well in this poem..

And thanks for visiting and commenting on my entry for Magpie34.

cheerz,

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Alakaline Many Thanx for dropping by.It was my pleasure to read your entry :)

Dianne said...

you covered it, from top to bottom, from cause and effect.
wonderful metaphors, you have a rich source of feeling.
Dianne

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Dianne I am glad you liked it.
Thank you so much:)

....Petty Witter said...

A great verse. Here's to no more gloomy.

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Petty Thank you:)
Cheers!

Dave King said...

What an excellent prompt - and what a splendid response! Two very fine pieces.