Poetry

Watching Candles Burn, a poem written by Mark Tulin at Spillwords.com

Spilwords.com presents: Watching Candles Burn, a poem by Mark Tulin, a former Philadelphia Family Therapist who now resides in Santa Barbara, California.
— Read on spillwords.com/watching-candles-burn/

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

24 comments on “Watching Candles Burn, a poem written by Mark Tulin at Spillwords.com

  1. Nice to read your words again.

  2. what an amazingly beautiful poem………i love the thought of your mom being present with the burning flame and how you keep her memory alive. so touching….

  3. I love the closing stanza.

  4. Such a lovely, poignant poem.

  5. Hauntingly beautiful poem, Mark. Your words always blow me away.

  6. Really a great poem, Mark!!

  7. Very sweet, Mark. Have you ever noticed that most Catholic churches have a section of candles to light? At least they did back in the day. I haven’t seen them as much and after reading this poem, I wish they would.

  8. I love this poem: it’s so withering and tender in the same burn 🙂

  9. Lovely mental pictures flickering here 😊

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