Little Shadow

"Every frightened little shadow dreams of being a golden strand of light"

 

I am a little shadow
In the land of grey and black
I drift between the trees
Among the dark shadows
So shadows be still
Don’t drag me down

I wait for the night to end
When the first of light comes
Then I can be free
To dance and play
As a golden strand of light
High up in the air above

I will make beautiful colours
Shimmering on the water
Reflecting on a window's glass
Making pretty patterns
Until the night comes again
So be still dark shadows

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

I think you have a little Peter Pan in you Mister Green.
I very playful little poem. I adore it.

[Wandering Minstrel]

A thought provoking write

[radio raven]

I see this as a threat in the competition, damn it it's good.

[Stanley Wilson]

i enjoyed it!

[Claire Twinn]

A whimsical idea, a shadow comes alive to play in the sunlight. A dark thing turns bright.

[Eric Wagner]

Maybe just a little too disjointed. Not seeing the tangible connect between a little shadow being able to transcend into much.

[Hester Vane]

Very sweet with a great metaphorical layers

[Phantom Heart]

I think this is fun and for some reason it reminded me of a show I used to watch Ghost Whisperer. I enjoyed reading!

[Rogue]

I really like this. Just everything about it.
Patience..
It has almost a childlike quality to it which just adds to whole.