Little Light

Little light, you have no beauty,
Thy prudent wick can have no grandure;
Little light, you shine for no one,
No lowly land or greater verdure.

Little light, you useless flicker,
Determined to endure the night;
Twinkle then, raise your fire,
Pretend to be a little bright.

Little light, your breath is wasted,
Snuff your little flame away;
The light you shine, so small in darkness,
Is devoured by the golden rays.

Little light, the night is coming,
The sun will rest beyond the Earth;
The grandest sun is low and gone now,
Still you flicker all your worth.

Little light, how meak your gleam is,
Even at night, you're hard to see;
But flicker on, douse not your fire,
For now I know, you shine for me.

This is a lovely poem.
I like the word choice; you used some pretty good words that added the poetic flow to your poem.
Also, I like the repetitiveness at the start of each stanza.

Hey Nixie ^^ Shina here

I can't believe I never did a review on the poem that won my contest and I can't believe this only had one reply. I think it's because your other poem overshadowed this one xD But this one was great also. One of my favorite poems on YWS.

Thy prudent wick can have no grandure;

Grandeur is spelled "grandeur" and I'd remove "can" for the flow

Little light, how meak your gleam is,

*Meek with an "e" not an a.

That's all I saw xD I love this poem too much to change anything else. Hopefully my book will be published soon so your name can be in print ^^

-Shina