Written for Wea’ve Written Weekly.
Our PoW, Judy, challenges us to write
a poem inspired by this scenario:
An old woman blows out 78 candles on her birthday cake, but one refuses to go out, no matter how hard she blows. It burns with a blue flame and whispers a name she hasn’t heard in 40 years. Our poem is her conversation with that candle. What does she decide to do: let it keep burning, or pinch it out?

Seventy-seven blow out like they’ve been told.
But one little bastard’s got his own plan.
Blue flame, flickering, absolutely bold ….
Ethel squints at it. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, Stan.”
Because she knows that flicker, knows that flame.
It’s got his exact personality …. dramatic.
Refusing to leave a party, still the same.
Some things don’t change. Showing off. Erratic.
“You’ve got some nerve,” she tells it, “showing up
After forty years of total nothingness.
No call, no card, not even a little hiccup
And NOW you think you can intrude on my happiness?”
The flame just crackles, the same smug little jerk
Like when he thought he was right. She’d forgotten
That specific self-satisfied blue-lit smirk ….
So goddamn infuriatingly rotten!
She could spit on her fingers and pinch it out,
End the whole thing then and there.
“Fine. Stay a sec. But then adios, no doubt.”
She says, as if she doesn’t really care.
“Honestly, Stan. Did you think I’d be amused,
Barging in like this, no warning, oh so rude?”
The candle flickered on, unfazed, bemused.
She swats it. “Don’t push your luck, dude.”
She lets it burn through the “Happy Birthday” song,
Blows a raspberry at it, muttering “Show-off”.
Then licks her thumb, and …. decisively headstrong ….
Snuffs it dead. “There! Now we’re square. So long!”
NAR©2026
#W3
This is “Birthday” by The Beatles
Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, except where otherwise indicated, and may not be used without permission. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.
Ha.. Love the originality of your poem. What fun. What pluck.
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Thanks for your excellent comments! I had fun writing this poem; so glad you enjoyed it.
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Oh, I love this…so creative. A visit from the spirit of her cantankerous husband. She did have the last word. 🙂
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I doubt she’d stand for any other way! Thanks very much, Brenda; I’m so pleased to know you enjoyed my poem. ☺️
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Funny… but with a message. You are too clever!
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Thanks, but I’ll settle for simply clever! 😄
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Hah!
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Good for Ethel!
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Haha! Yes! Thanks, Josie 😀
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Nancy, I love how Ethel lets Stan stay for one last song, then sends him away, showing that she can forgive him without letting him control her.
~David
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It’s a special kind of relationship she shared with Stan. They had some rough patches and he was probably a real PITA at times, but they were together for a reason and that’s something you don’t ever forget. Thanks so much, David.
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🤗
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Haha! I loved this.
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Oh, that’s great, Heather! I had fun writing this one. Thanks so much! 😊
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You’re welcome.
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Nancy, this cracked me up. The attitude in that blue flame is priceless, and Ethel’s response is spot‑on.
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I’ so glad you enjoyed my poem, Kymber. It really was a fun challenge. Thank you! 😊
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Flickering brilliant, Nancy!
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This was a fun write. Thanks very much. 😀
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Very cool prompt! And I loved what you did with it.😂💃
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Thanks much, Liz. It was def a fun prompt. 😄
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Hysterically funny and so imaginative.
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Thanks so much! This was a fun write.
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I’m only seventy and I still remember her everlasting smile from 40 years ago my dear friend (Oh, our 50th wedding anniversary coming up on the 10th September)
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70? For some reason, I thought we were the same age. You’re still a kid! 😁 Hold fast to those beautiful memories, my dear friend. Always great to hear Heep! 🎶🥰💙
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Whoops, I forgot the ‘five’ part … different sleep time
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Hahaha! I thought so! Nite nite, dear friend. 😴
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Haha! Loved her reaction
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I’m so glad you did, sis! Thanks! 😊
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You’re most welcome
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🙌 Great fun Nance made me laugh 🤭
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Yay! Exactly what I wanted to hear. Thanks, Ange! 😍
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You are welcome 🤗
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Great story/ poem … really loved it 😄
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Thanks, sis. So glad you did! 😀
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Too funny, Nanc. I love it. 😻
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Thanks so much, my friend. 🥰
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