
Candled Darkness
She dazzled—
blindingly brilliant.
I was humbled, dim and dull—
overwhelmed by sadness and shame.
Yet, in her glitter and gleam,
She loved my blackened heart,
kept me close, when other
men were blinded by her glare
She smiled.
Au contraire, mon amour.
Darker nights make brighter stars,
the moon shines even more.
Look both ways but listen with an open heart.
Mind the gaps for that’s where stars shine brightest.

Contrast makes all distinctions stand out more intensely
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Science or magic. 🙂
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How to fit two Z’s into an acrostic?!
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Hmmm. Zabernism, zaftig, zappy, zeistrix, zizz, zeitgeist, zealot,. I used zymurgy once. Zain, zippo, and more. But not a lot to choose from. Take the challenge, Peter. 🙂
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Challenge is too mild a word I think!
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If anyone can, Pater can. 🙂
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I’m sure there’s a poem there about toucans!
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I forgot. ZZ Top 🙂
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Too late, but thanks!
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Ooh, how intriguing, Bill! A mysterious love affair between light and dark. Lovely personification 🙂
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Thank you, Sunra.
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‘Darker nights make brighter stars’ – lovely sentiment.
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Thank you.
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Oh wowza, what a great poem!
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Thank you. 🙂
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My pleasure.
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I love the title and the whole story poem, Bill. Opposites attract; or rather, one touches the other. Beautifully done. I absolutely love the last stanza.
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Thank you, Dale. 🙂
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