
I have been wanting to play with candles in my mirror world, so inspired by today’s prompt “burn,” I thought I would give it a try.

November PAD Chapbook Challenge
Today’s prompt is to write a remix poem. It’ll be a fun day of looking back over the poems I’ve written this month and finding connections.
Burn to Memory
Memories are malleable
innocently altered
but upon condition
I could finagle
to enable a feeling of wild abandon:
as wild as a huckleberry
after the first frost
a crisp, tart-sweet burst
as wild and fresh as raindrops
collected in the yellow petals
of a buttercup among ferns
as wild and fresh and vibrant as light
breaking through the thick gray.
You won’t be as pleased
as I am with my display
It’s not that you were unexpected
or unwelcome, or unwanted
we found a balance
exceedingly vague
Did you notice
the gravity pulling
you into orbit while it was there,
or only after it was gone?
Memories are malleable
innocently altered
when recalled
you’ll be at a loss
for a cause.
Memories are malleable
innocently altered
they sit in corners
lost in dark shadows
because they are haunted
by my touch.

