Burnout (Poetic Bloomings)


Burnout

How could one who was
once so delightful, dancing,
brimming with cheer,
turn out such a burnout?

Was a time I was wickedly
comely; some said it was
a certain spark
that lit me from within

A blaze of glory,
my euphoric past…
Now I’m worn down,
perhaps a bit dimmer

Please give me a chance
to shed some light on
my matchless existence
until, used up, I
f
i
z
z
l
e

© 2013 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
Haven’t planted in quite a while, but Poetic Bloomings asked for poems that personalize an inanimate object. I looked toward the first thing I saw for my inspiration… one of those old hippie candles with the psychedelic patterns! Also at my favorite point of light, Poets United. Peace, Amy

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14 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Sara v
    Jan 21, 2013 @ 16:22:04

    Amy–A brilliant poem! I think we all have those days–I’ve heard you sing and read your poems, though–so know that flame is burning bright :-)

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  2. Lance
    Jan 21, 2013 @ 19:09:44

    that last stanza is cash money

    amazing flow and delivery my dear.

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  3. brian miller
    Jan 21, 2013 @ 21:18:55

    really nice…you capture the mood and feel with the match…i would like to hope you dont fizze and burn out…though i guess it happens to us all eventually…this one feels a bit early though…and they realize it….

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  4. Diane Turner
    Jan 21, 2013 @ 22:36:17

    Brilliant! No more words necessary.

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  5. Debbie
    Jan 21, 2013 @ 23:00:33

    Love you!

    Reply

  6. ManicDdaily
    Jan 21, 2013 @ 23:19:26

    Amy – wonderful. I hope not autobiographical! You are a sharp little pencil, not a dim or blunt chewed-on pencil! It is very clever. I can relate well to the feelings of the narrator. k.

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  7. vivinfrance
    Jan 22, 2013 @ 01:19:51

    I loved your poem and relieved that it was only a candle that was burning out. I felt you were writing about me, about to fizzle!

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  8. Roger Green
    Jan 22, 2013 @ 04:51:41

    Amy – on the other hand, you are always ablaze!

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  9. Michelle Wallace
    Jan 22, 2013 @ 06:29:07

    Hey Amy!
    Happy New Year!
    I hope you are well and still going strong… unlike the candle in your poem. (Though I doubt that your fiery spirit will fizzle out anytime soon… )

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  10. Sherry Blue Sky
    Jan 22, 2013 @ 10:49:32

    I relate to that candle – heck, I even LOOK like it, hee hee, in the neck area………I feel a lot like it does, like all of us do, some days……..but your fire, Amy, is always there, and lights our way.

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  11. El Guapo
    Jan 22, 2013 @ 16:38:40

    Ode to a candle? Or a lightbulb?

    Either way, brilliant as always!

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  12. Scriptor Senex
    Jan 24, 2013 @ 11:09:28

    Super imagery as always.

    Reply

  13. Richard King Perkins II
    Jan 24, 2013 @ 11:38:34

    This is an excellent personification. Well done.

    Reply

  14. Misky
    Jan 25, 2013 @ 15:53:59

    Inspired, my very bright friend! :)

    Reply

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