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Midnight Candle
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Midnight Candle |
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Juliette Junior Member
since 2002-10-28
Posts 13Colorado |
She sat quietly on her porch witnessing the white cotton caps flowing from the restless sea. A candle glowed in the window flickering like a torch, bouncing midnight shadows from the trees. An eternity has passed since she knew the sensations of his caresses, his whispers, the music in his voice, the sound of his labored footsteps clapping the worn wooden floor. Rememberances from a distressing past she vaguely recalled the meager memory of what became an everlasting moment. His pace painfully slow that morning, he drifted aimlessly into the faded path. The darkened shadow of him embedded in her mind as he departed that summer, alive as a blemished memory- now inheriting the tear flowing down her reddened cheek. Her heart pounding its familiar dull ache as she replays the visions of malicious deceit. Twenty five years longing for Shadows and footsteps – Tonight- Candlelight kissed the darkness, Tonight- she sleeps her final sleep- |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Awesome poem Cold hands means a warm heart |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Nicely done. And welcome. Bob |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssss) Oh Juliette, this is so very sad, sweet firend, it saddens me to see so much deceit and betrayal in relationships and my heart goes out to all who experience this and I wish them all strength in finding that specal someone with courage! (sigh) This is powerful, swet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Juliette, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Never have a read a poem that depicted a lost love as well as you have done with this one. Your last line could mean so many things to whomever is reading it at the time. I see it as a woman in love who is dying without the one who has been in her heart her entire lifetime by her side. I would be curious as to the author's explanation of this line and how you wanted it to be taken.  Welcome to Passions and I know I am going to thoroughly enjoy your work - this was simply outstanding. |
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Juliette, this is an extraordinary piece. It reminds me of my grandparents in years gone by. My grandfather predeceased my grandmother by several years, and she never stopped pining for him. Eventually, her time came as well - She went peacefully and happily to his side. Thank you for sharing this with us...  |
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Pezz1 Junior Member
since 2002-10-27
Posts 33Scotland |
Like Nan i to had a grandparent who lost loved one early this piece enables me to understand more the desire my gran had to keep her husbands memory alive. Thank you for that and for sharing your talent with us. |
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Juliette Junior Member
since 2002-10-28
Posts 13Colorado |
Thank you all for your comments. I do look forward to meeting all of you. This has made my day! For those of you that were curious about where the "thought" came from I was in New England last month and there was an old newspaper article from late 1800's that was about a woman that had lit a candle for her husband every night after he had left her. As the poem indicated she passed away in her old age waiting for him, believe it or night he did show up at the house five years after she died. The story really touched me and I doubt if I will ever forget it. You guys have a good night. |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Juliette - I was listening to the blues when I read this poem. The beat seemed to be in synch with the words. This is a very stunning write, I like it very much... BC |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Juliette, you captivated me with this fine piece of art. I felt like I was reading a love novel, and was wanting to read all the details of this wonderful romance. I thank you for explaining from where you got the inspiration for this beautiful love poem. Have you ever thought of writing a novel? Just curious. I personally think it would be a best seller. Thanks so much for sharing your work here at PIP. I'm looking forward to reading much more of your work. Love To All, Ethel |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
It is an awesome poem, and I'm so very happy that you gave explanation of its inspiration. Because the last line could mean more than one thing, my thoughts, analytically, were that one does not know the time or the hour s/he will die..not for certain, unless they commit suicide, I was concerned for that possible meaning. It is sad, nonetheless, but to take one's life would be sadder still, esp. since he returned after her passing. Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
This one is unbelievably captivating, with all the lonliness and hurt reaching out to touch as one reads. So well written.... Pen how you truly feel... |
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Juliette Junior Member
since 2002-10-28
Posts 13Colorado |
Well all I am just speechless. I am so glad all of you have enjoyed. No novels yet but thank you much for the compliment. Bless You All! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Juliette~ I'm just going to say W O W ! Then I'm gonna go back and read it again~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Twenty five years longing for Shadows and footsteps – Tonight- Candlelight kissed the darkness, Tonight- she sleeps her final sleep- a haunting piece, enjoyed the read The ladders of life that we scale merrily Move mysteriously around So that when you think you're climbing up, man In fact you're climbing down-Nick ca |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoyed |
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