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Click hereIn the darkness you sit and cry
for dawn’s arrow to pierce the sky,
but never strike the flint on steel
to flame the tinder and reveal
a man hidden in midnight blue,
and see the open hand for you.
There's a true spell in all my verse
for a blessing to end the curse.
Near you in the dark I may sit,
yet I know how your candle's lit.
A candle so bright must burn fast,
the night is long, but will it last?
The answer sought always depends
on candles burning from both ends.
Not mad about this one. You are most impressive when you write with a kind of masculine power. This one seems a bit too SNAG from you. Gave you an 80%
At a sonnet? Or something. I wouldn't regognize a set form if my life depended on it. Great tone and mood in the opening lines old school bard style.
Somewhere after half of the poem I feel it loses a little focus, like you know the end, and just want to get there.
Last couplet ties it up juuust right though. Well worth a read or three.
The same line 'Near you in the dark I may sit' immediately caught my eye too as a forced rhyme, but otherwise lovely words throughout