As I Stared At The Flame Of The Candle Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

As I Stared At The Flame Of The Candle

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As I stared at the flame of the candle
A vision I truly did see,
That told of my life and my sadness
And all that had happened to me.

For I saw then the face of my childhood
Then watched as it faded away,
With all of those hopes I'd abandoned
And dreamed I'd accomplish one day.

The wax ran a river of scarlet
Like the blood that did pump through my veins,
And it then formed a puddle of sorrows
In which lay my shattered remains.

As I stared one more time at the candle
And I watched as the flame flickered low,
Till was doused by the passing of memories
And the tears of those times long ago.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sadiqullah Khan 16 April 2009

Beautiful as usual. Thanks for sharing.10

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Tsira Goge 16 April 2009

It's very good and deep poem... Which is more sensitively read on fire of candles.... 10...... Sincerely, Tsira

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Ency Bearis 16 April 2009

Great poem...deep in thoughts but nicely well versed....10

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Rani Turton 16 April 2009

I liked the lyrical expression of this poem.

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Sandra Martyres 16 April 2009

A truly beautiful poem Andrew that is deeply introspective -10++

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Ernestine Northover 03 May 2009

This is a very moving piece Andrew, a delight to read and so meaningful in its contents. Very well done indeed. Loved it. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX

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C. P. Sharma 28 April 2009

Beautiful poem with befitting imagery, feelingly written. CP

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Kesav Easwaran 25 April 2009

all the sentiments you have brought beautifully in your poem...thanks Andrew...10

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Bonnie Collins 19 April 2009

Written with much depth and mind searching. I think I enjoyed the flow you have gien this as it makes one take stock and look at theriself and wonder what their accomplishments are... I have done this too, when I was 35 and remember it well, please look at the glass as half full, rather than half empty. You have accomplished much more than you are aware of my frined, just being you, has gifted us with the pleasure of knowing you... Very nice job and enjoyed this much.. Bonnie

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Lynda Robson 16 April 2009

Quite a deep poem Andy, written with a tinge of regret, hauntingly beautiful, 10 Lynda xx

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