That Smell Of A Candle Just Gone Out

half light 

is all I offer in a life 

lived inside the void 

take your fill 

my candle wanes 

soon swallowed by 

demise 

FULLY AWAKE

only in

Snippets

Snatches 

until 

dense air 

pins me 

I used to fight until exhaustion 

I’ve learnt now 

fighting is not a requirement 

it’s easier this way 

half light 

is what I offer 

living inside my own void 

basking in the sun 

never I road I took 

in this half life 

my candle wanes 

I wait patently 

to drown 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

It is sad when we go I/2 way. In my lifetime. Woman, I wanted in my lifetime. Gave-up and love cannot be. I was too late to make the complete become full. I enjoyed your words. Made me think my dear friend. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[barleygirl]

Even tho I don't fully follow the message in your poem, I love your word crafting. There are so many brilliant ideas here, starting with your title . . . it's a slap in the face, so familiar, & so fitting for another of your brilliant phrases: "half light is what I offer" . . . I love the way that could mean many things . . . the way our minds go bonkers, as we read & then think of all the ways this has been the case in our lives. I'm old & I've gotten tired of trying to shine a bright light. I feel content offering half light now . . . that's such a cool way to say: meet me where I am! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[KWP]

it seems you understood it well enough after all :) - thanks for the thoughts XXX

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

the caNDLE IS YOUR light you say its half lit is that correct
i love this poem
i really understood it and can relate totally
its exhausting giving so much of our light

[Nipplegrinder]

I want to like this one. I just don't know. Give me a few more reads.

[KWP]

you don't have to like it :D

[Einstein Noodle]

i have a sense of a realization and futility ... undeniable encounter for the person who journeys within .. kind of like trying to scale a mountain side only to slid back bruised and battered for as many times as it takes to give up ... and perhaps find the answer laying there in a heap with us ;) yet your poem doesn't quite resolve for your protagonist ... the "demise" and closing lines add to a defeated soul ... quite sad actually :( i really like this line: "never I road I took" ..it stopped me in my tracks because of the awkward structure ... so i stopped and had to think a minute ...nice says i!
E.

[Davidgeo]

The last two stanza's are riddled with errors.

'never I road...' or 'never a road...'

patently or patiently?

You might have done them on purpose but I don't think so.

[emmajoy]

We live in our own reflection... or, says another, we live content in our own shadow if that's all we want to be. Seems your candle's world and whatever similar gives what it can, whilst it can then stands, set in its own reality and waits for that other's light touch. Perhaps. A wonderful surreal and seriously unique poem.. can-could twist a couple of phrases and form a swirling eddy of thought.

You have a mind that knows the unknown..

[wordman]

half light is half love,half emotions,,light that candle and share it all

[Ghost]

Sometimes we all lose the fight inside us somewhere along the way... We lose a strong part of us and just sit by with no spirit left inside... Thanks for sharing

[Ardra]

I used to fight until exhaustion

I’ve learnt now
fighting is not a requirement
it’s easier this way

i love these lines....

sometimes all we end up doing in life is fight for what we need and then maybe somewhere down the line we end up giving up on the hope, the desire...
just like the candle... :)