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Candle
To the peaceful calm serenity,
Of a blissfully quiet night,
I am laying relaxed content,
Reading by candlelight,
Our marriage has a rhythm,
Where passion ebbs and flows,
And our desire is measured by:
A single candle glow,
To reciprocate desire,
Should our partner choose,
No spoken word required,
Simply light a candle too.
Tonight: excitement buzzing,
As wife and friends adjourn,
Depart for hen’s gaudy night,
I wait for her return.
I grow drowsy as the hours pass,
Reading becomes a chore,
My lonely candle: dark, burnt out,
Book fallen on the floor.
I fancy I half awoke,
Caught half-way from a dream,
Heard women giggling, whispering,
As though hatching some new scheme.
I descend back into slumber,
That nebulous realm of fey,
Floating ocean of nothingness,
While reality drifts away.
I wake to commotion,
The air heavy with perfume,
Five candles stand there proudly,
Ablaze in our bedroom.
Of a blissfully quiet night,
I am laying relaxed content,
Reading by candlelight,
Our marriage has a rhythm,
Where passion ebbs and flows,
And our desire is measured by:
A single candle glow,
To reciprocate desire,
Should our partner choose,
No spoken word required,
Simply light a candle too.
Tonight: excitement buzzing,
As wife and friends adjourn,
Depart for hen’s gaudy night,
I wait for her return.
I grow drowsy as the hours pass,
Reading becomes a chore,
My lonely candle: dark, burnt out,
Book fallen on the floor.
I fancy I half awoke,
Caught half-way from a dream,
Heard women giggling, whispering,
As though hatching some new scheme.
I descend back into slumber,
That nebulous realm of fey,
Floating ocean of nothingness,
While reality drifts away.
I wake to commotion,
The air heavy with perfume,
Five candles stand there proudly,
Ablaze in our bedroom.
Published 29th Dec 2020
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29th Dec 2020 00:46am
Very nice. I was about to comment on the sad ending, but -SURPRISE!- an unexpected twist. Sneaky!
29th Dec 2020 1:19am
That’s interesting. I wrote this with the end in mind so I didn’t realise that the ending was a twist.
Originally I was going to end the poem with my wife bringing home some male strippers. Then I thought it could be her and her drunken girlfriends. But I couldn’t decide which ending was better. Eventually I settled on an ambiguous ending so that the reader could use their own imagination as to what five lit candles meant. The ambiguous ending also meant I could edit out some of the foreshadowing details, which improved the flow so I’m happy with how it turned out.
Originally I was going to end the poem with my wife bringing home some male strippers. Then I thought it could be her and her drunken girlfriends. But I couldn’t decide which ending was better. Eventually I settled on an ambiguous ending so that the reader could use their own imagination as to what five lit candles meant. The ambiguous ending also meant I could edit out some of the foreshadowing details, which improved the flow so I’m happy with how it turned out.
29th Dec 2020 1:37am
29th Dec 2020 00:47am
Magic and pleasure in numbers. This was an UP raising poem. Thanks. Peace, oral
29th Dec 2020 2:33am
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