Requiem by designerlove

A piece from designerlove, probably the last one for June unless someone else posts as I leave for Italy on Monday and do not return until July.. I enjoy this poem because it reminds me of all the times I've looked for an analogy but could never find one with the appropriate depth. they normally come out as just surface descriptions which ignore the more intrinsic details required of a decent analogy or metaphor.

Requiem


you were light

not incandescent
(that would burn out)

nor yet fluorescent
(never long cold and blue)

but more like a candle
wavering, smoky, but

not a candle, either, after all
finally they melt

which you never did.
No, you were just light

or when reflective
the moon.