Shadow-Play

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The shadows in the corners of the room
whisper my name
they are the same shadows
by alley ways,
            behind tombstones
       underneath beds
inside my head

over the plains

the highest and whitest of clouds
cast darkest hues

the brightest of suns

i think of you

                         the whispers get louder
                         the curtains flutter
                         the air turns colder

somewhere a murmur

                         shhh

be still   be still  my dear

the rope hanging in the attic
                        the vague visions through the static
                                    the tremors of the addict

shhh
  be still
      my dear

                          love casts its pallor
                                blood on pale collar 
                                  i hear you call her
 

                   by candle lights
                        as rain drops
                               and winds howl
                                       and wood creaks


      
               icy razors lay on warm tubs
                            guillotines fly through the air                
                    birds fall from thick heights
               like notes of despair


don't shake your head
it will all end
soon
in the corner of the room
where the shadows call out your name
like the wind sweeps the rain


               pull out a smoke
                    drag over a chair
                          sit by the window
                            and stare


 there is the world    there is the world
   you are not a part of
                there is the world
            full of cruel love
        there the children laughing and playing
 like you never have
or ever could

   its' understood

                  the rain floods into gutters
                       the once crisp leaves drift
                          they sog and they shudder 
                          from spring-autumn skies
                                 down down sewage drains
                                     all truths mask in lies
                                          all love in pain      

shhh  shhh

 the shadows the shadows

   they whisper my name.

Reviews

[Rachael Lea]

creating shadows with your words
recreating the allure the shadows seductively call to you seemingly absurd
still creating images of longing,
things calling out to you as well, that are not in the shadows no sense of belonging.
yet the shadows win as they pull you in.
reminding you of emptiness, making you feel grim.
telling you to pull up that chair.
reminding you of all of your despair.
to do what exactly? To torture you? To bring to you an opaque light?
as you continue trying to decipher wrong from right?
who is to win do you know?
will you let the shadows continue to grow?
as you search for answers longing for something that's not there.
painfully crafting your fragile world with gentle and loving care.
the answer is up you on how to decide.
whether or not you choose to confide.
giving in to the enticing tone of voice
may or may not cause in you to rejoice
the answer is truly one that is up in the air
choose it however you will, do not live in despair.
If shadows are your foe
make the wise decision to make them go
though if shadows are where its at
well embrace it fully, like a diplomat
enjoy your life either way is what I must say
give it your all, live for today


Okay so I wasn't meaning to write like that but it just sort of came out. I guess its obvious that I like this as well. You really are talented. Very nicely written. Though I am left wanting to know more as you can very well tell. Very thought inducing and inspiring.

[Alessander]

Thanks Rachael. Man, I must've missed this review. You're prolly long gone now, but appreciate you're in depth thoughts.

[Ed Hart]

by the time i got to the last line, i was ready to jump off a bridge

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

Captivating poem.. somewhat a 'short' story. Your images are wonderful showing the reader so much... loved this poem it is dark and haunting ...


Happy 2011~

[emily joe]

oh my goodness gracious. this is absolutely amazing. i felt it. excellent job. keep writing.