Death of a Candle (2)

This is part 2 of Death of a Candle.
The link to part 1 is below

Murdered

Killed in it’s prime

Strangled between fingers

Around it’s blackened throat

A serial killer

He’s done this many times before

Feels nothing in the fingers (tools of trade)

Doesn’t care – on automatic

Candle’s life ebbs away

It’s spirit spirals upwards

Hovering in transparent etherial clouds

Finally disappearing

Into the gloomy night

Don Matthews
October 2017

Published by donmatthewspoetry

I just like playing round with words. And having fun View more posts