Sara Turner

Rookie (Scarborough, Ontario Canada)

The Wick - Poem by Sara Turner

A shadow cast upon the wall,
Candles flicker, wax drops fall,
Silence is the only sound,
companionship is slowly found,
No photograph hang from a string,
But silhouettes the flames do bring,
Serenade to a lonely past
Is found behind dim lighting cast,
Alone but with a single pen,
To dwell on now and mostly then,
Dreams are made before my eyes,
As real to me as the open skies,
Things I'd love to live one day,
If only the visions don't fade away,
I live too much in days gone by,
The wick burns on, the flames just die,
The shadows fade, near darkness now,
Years have gone, I don't know how.

Listen to this poem:

Comments about The Wick by Sara Turner

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Monday, November 21, 2005

Famous Poems

  1. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  5. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  6. Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
    Mary Elizabeth Frye
  9. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
    Pablo Neruda
  10. Television
    Roald Dahl
[Report Error]