Taper Candles
Poem A Day Challenge - February 2, 2024. A poem about something right in front of me.

I love the way wax melts Dripping through the flames Of taper candles. No pattern it makes is ever the same. Unique, like a snowflake,
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Ashley Lima
I think about writing more than I write, but call myself a writer as opposed to a thinker.
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Become a paid subscriber to get access.Well done on completing your second poem!
Ooh, "no pattern it makes is ever the same." That is something I never thought about! Menacing, too, that's again, not something I would have considered. I'll have to muse on these revelations later, lol. Taper candles are the only kind of candle to care about, in my book. I really don't like any other and I hate scented ones. I could watch taper candles burn for hours. So...yeah, totally relate to your poem! 💖
I really love your use of the word Oozing! It painted a vivid picture of the wax! Skillfully done!
Whoaaaa, your poem was soooo beautiful! I loved it!
I like the juxtaposition between unique, ugly, and beautiful. Great job in a time crunch
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Ok now I need to get a taper candle 😂