Candle

A Siphon For Dreams

The night is a siphon for dreams
drifting thru stars & moonbeams

nudging in its’ turn each muse
igniting imaginations’ fuse

visiting angels night’s shadows
a lighting of a candles’ tallow

This is in response to Jamie Dedes’ Wednesday Prompt. You can see more of this post at https://jamiededes.com/2017/03/29/but-not-the-night-a-poem-and-your-wednesday-writing-prompt. The image below was taken from Morgue File & Digitized by Myself.

bring me wildflowers
& set them
on the sideboard
by the window
to catch
the suns’ rays

for the petals
that dapple all
of the surfaces
like tiny pixies
set to play

bring me laughter
to eclipse the day
as the moon does
to the surfaces
of the sun

a smile to soften
the harsh edges
of all anger
a candle with which
to light the dawn

Image Taken From Morgue File
Digitized by Myself