Candle wick candle stick

Today it is contented
Twirling in the glass oval similar to a young ballerina with grace and beauty,
A tall body flicking back and forth trying to decipher between choice and choice,
Emitting a faint musk, it lightens the surrounding faces

Today it is full of devestation,
With hints of moon and midnight it is thin and lies low,
Crying in the glass you see the emotion in it's eyes,
Flickering slow with no hope and a broken heart,
You can only pray for it's weakness to be cured

Today it is fierce with anger,
It's red arrow shoots rapidly around the waxen shell,
Running out of time it begins to melt,
Will it survive the horrors or will it die?

Author's Note

What do you think of the structure?

Reviews

[rhythm&blues]

I can feel the weakness and the strength of the wick in each of us, this is very creative and clever writing.

[spayne94]

Thank you, I like to personify objects and force my emotions in to them. I find there is a wick in all of this, like a candle flickers, so do our emotions.

[Chelle]

Very unique way to express the behavior of a candle stick in a glass. I found this to be creative in content as well as structure since you organize it to depict the candle's personified emotions. Excellent work with this poem~

[spayne94]

Thank you, I really appreciate the reviews Elle! I wrote it a long time ago, it is the first poem I wrote. I would say it is my favourite poem so far other than the silken pellets poem. I love the language that I used in that to describe the allure of tablets.