Vast Leaped The Candle's Flame Poem by Patti Masterman

Vast Leaped The Candle's Flame



Vast leaped the candle's flame,
Kissing grotesque shadows.
Blinking eye of the holocaust
Enshrouded by shards of night.

Drunken fevers illuminate all secrets.
There is one hour between darkness and dawn,
When the beauty of desperate things eclipses time
And destroys the expectations of reason.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Martin O'Neill 24 January 2012

This feels like one of those 'awake suddenly,3 am, what? ...? ' moments.

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