Me & My Shadow

Dusk, twilight;

evening starlight;

end of day:

stray cats,

swooping bats

hunting prey.

 

Here I sit and here I stay -

the steps are hard, the buildings grey,

the hour late -

but still I’ll wait

for you.

 

Lamplight, flashlight,

little silver flask light,

all alone and feeling blue.

Wish I may, wish I might

have the wish I wished tonight

for you…

Reviews

[@zeewhykay]

I've just swum in sea of lyrical imagery... I've never used the word Magnificent, but my senses tells me it most certainly applies here.

[zig]

yeah, i have to agree, this does have a nice flow, an efficiency of langauge, a list even. very charming little poem here, enjoyed the read.

zig

[Robin]

musical , the rhyme swimming in the flow . and oh those wishes ...

[raining]

like how you run the words in a cadence it speaks using the form, or content of the poem relys on the voice in this poem, also the other i reviewed,. very good interesting way to write.

[Nobody.]

I like this one. the flow feels so natural, and the sentiment sings through the words. cheers!
R.G.