THE SHADOW THERE

To show and tell the captive's face And weave a spell without a trace Of Mystery or fear... I write this verse in lilac lace Within the chambers' cold embrace And raven-salted tears. This night which casts an amber glow About the mantle there to show A presence.....ever still! As winds of winter pierce the flow Of blood to feel the heart beat slow, It tastes the bitter pill! The shadows lengthen much too soon And fate bemoans the calls of loon, Before the night is through. And when her face beheld the moon And absent suns which seared the room, The shadow there.....was you! ~~~

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the poem. I liked the use of shadows, mystery and fear. I like how you led to the good ending.
"And when her face beheld the moon
And absent suns which seared the room,
The shadow there.....was you!"
Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you for your very nice, complimentary words of encouragement! Every writer needs validation and I thank you. ~Sharon

[Coyote Poetry]

You are a very good writer. Was my pleasure to be able to read your work.

[Miss Sharon]

You are a kind person and I thank you so much for your comments on my poetry!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.