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A Flickering Heartbeat

July 2, 2016
By LadyPhoenix BRONZE, Portland, Oregon
LadyPhoenix BRONZE, Portland, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
Revenge is not a dish best served cold. Revenge is a dish best served like a Vegas buffet, never ending and with style.


My weary gaze is drawn
to the tired
flickering
of a nearly-spent candle.
Forgotten on a windowsill,
unprotected
from the elements.

 

Why won't somebody
just shut the window
that reflects the
dark and cloudy sky,
I wonder,
or at least
move the flame
farther away
from the cold,
unyielding wind?

 

It winks
at the passersby
in a taxing,
rebellious act.
I give
a humorless
laugh.

 

The plasma dims
for a moment,
but comes back
to life
in a brief second
of stillness.

 

It is in
a surreal haze
that I note
my heartbeat matches
the weakened
flame.

Perfectly.

 

Light.
Thump.

Dark.
Thump.

 

The storm
is brewing,
I can feel it.
It is possible
the flame
won't survive
the night.

 

The only
question is;
which storm
will break
first?



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on Jul. 22 2016 at 1:47 am
MissMimi BRONZE, Ashland, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" -Mary Oliver

Carefully cultivated parallel with impacting description. My favorite part is "light./ thump./ dark./ thump." This is moving and well-crafted. Keep up the good work!