Poetry from The Well, Writing

I turn to the sun

From Gizmag.com

I turn to the sun

wishing to be still and patient

as a candle that holds

packed in its weight

spirals and spirals

of perfumed air

that long to dance skyward

 

Oh to be lit

quick and easy

as the candle’s wick

 

To be cleanly contained

in a pretty jar

ready to cast a glow

across any wall

 

Instead I seep sideways

a puddle freshly chilled

after late summer’s rain

 

At least I’ve caught

this greasy rainbow

to steal light from the sun

 

It ripples in your eyes

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