Just random thoughts on watching a burning beeswax candle


Light

LIGHT!
The orgasmic impact of flint on steel
Sustained by the treasure of a honeybee
A white fluid flame pulsing and writhing
at the end of a burning wick
To light the page of thoughts
That others have wrought
All because we must learn
And bees must procreate






Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2014-01-23 at 18:03

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ngaio Beck
well said Joe.
2014-02-28



Don't seem like random thoughts to me...
2014-01-29



It (your poem) makes the world seem like a very circular, interdependent sort of place. Which it is. I think you've succinctly nailed it, and I find the images cozy and satisfying.
2014-01-24


countryfog
My organized thoughts aren't nearly so composed as this.

Few seem to care that bees are disappearing or appreciate how cataclysmic it would be were there none. When Eliot said the world would end not with a bang but a whimper I think of such seemingly small things as bees.
2014-01-23


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
They don't seem like random thoughts to me, Joe. They seem well-chosen and nicely laid out.
2014-01-23