by Jessica L.H. Stanfield
Sunday, November 02, 2003
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It's normal, here in Costa Rica, for the electricity to go out for no rhyme or reason and for it to stay out for hours until someone decides to ride up on their little motorcycle and hit some little switch somewhere to turn it back on. You get used to it. And last night it happened again and right in the middle of one of my favorite TV shows. I got disturbed for awhile, but then I thought about the ancient poets who had only candlelight and were glad to have it, I'm sure. So, I grabbed a candle and put it on the table close to my notebook and got inspired.
Tonight I write
I have nothing more,
And even the horses drop their heads
in admiration of the gloom.
Darkness breeds madness.
I've said this before,
I'll say it again;
is my friend.
I stand in silence,
I lie in waiting,
"What the hell is the point?"
Though I already know.
Yellow-blue flame flickers,
positive energy flowing,
and only I can blow it out.
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|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|You did well at that candlelight Jessica!!
|Reviewed by Rebekah Rosie Lang
|Great writes! Nice to have you back!|
|Reviewed by Jack Roberts
|Beautiful write Jessica!
|Reviewed by Al Swanson (Reader)
|just great Jess, and well said besides, Al|
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|You have to stop and wonder what life was like eons ago. You captured
a small but integral part of it and used it so well.
|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|Now thats the kind of spirit I like! The spirit of how to enjoy the changes and to make the best of any given situation. I salute you!|