the last candle

lighting the last candle
to burn down into the new year
i’ll let the last moments
float away in the smoke, while
the candle melts in on itself without fear.

time slips away yet
approaches us without question,
handing us the answers
to our lives we must
strive to create wisdom from –
though at times foolishness
appears to undo it all.

moments which ran away
into our memories
somehow always seem to
call in on our hearts,
knocking on the doors
of our minds when
we least expect them.

let them burn down and
chase after the last candle.
take all of the dark
and burn it into light.

and once the last flame
sleeps, we can let our
hearts settle into the night

written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: finally


don’t get too comfortable with yourself.
there is always going to be someone
who puts you back on the shelf, unread.
all the words they didn’t read about
you, will replay and reshape themselves
inside your own head until you have a
new story – one that makes you a
little less comfortable, a little more
uneasy with yourself instead.

written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: cozy

old blanket

until the last thread runs free,
i will hold them close because
they have wrapped their arms
carefully around the emotions
between you and me

written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: knit

between A & B

somewhere between there and here
somewhere between January of last year and
January of this year, somewhere between
the first bite of breakfast and the
last bite of dinner, and somewhere between
“i care too much” and “i should care a little more”,
i realized that there isn’t much at all between
point A and point B on any given map or
scale for measuring out life, because point A
is in the past and point B is in the future,
the past should be let go, and the
future isn’t written or guaranteed
and all that lasts is this moment,
there isn’t all that much in this moment,
just everything about us, and yet
we are so focused on point A and point B.

written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: extravagant