Candlelight
Shadows flickering
Spirits hover
Drowning the voices of the day
With the laments of the night
Firelight
Flames and shadows dance
The voices in the darkness
Brush my neck
Whispering somber secrets
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Candlelight
Shadows flickering
Spirits hover
Drowning the voices of the day
With the laments of the night
Firelight
Flames and shadows dance
The voices in the darkness
Brush my neck
Whispering somber secrets
Cindy, you’ve caught this atmosphere of what I call ‘other light’ perfectly – and of the secrets which hover at the edge of shadows. A perfect poem at this time!
Your candlight is mysterious. I really love “The voices in the darkness
Brush my neck”