Written for:  Poets United Midweek Motif~Light  (posted by Sumana)
Our words can create both darkness and light. For today stick to Light; whatever Light means to you. A compare and contrast will also do.

“There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.”— Edith Wharton


Height of romance is candlelight
Faces are prisms in flickers,
a glowing warmth, smile of delight.
Height of romance is candlelight,
bewitching after midnight,
when every sound is a whisper.
Height of romance is candlelight
Faces are prisms in flickers.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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14 Responses to Candlelight

  1. I love the flickering candlelight, and how “faces are prisms in flickers”. How cool.


  2. Sumana Roy says:

    Aw…So romantic. Beautiful.


  3. annell4 says:

    Lovely poem!


  4. 1sojournal says:

    Flickering candlelight, whispers, after midnight. Soft and romantic.



  5. robtkistner says:

    Candlelight paints the world softly golden, and enfolds the lover’s heart in warm velvet. This is lovely Sara.


  6. susanstoo says:

    Lovely how this entire poem flickers!


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