My Shadow's Silhouette

I had drawn a silhouette

on the backseat window

of my car, and it had

somehow come to life,

and attached itself to me,

then becoming my shadow.

And as I painted the outline

to a colorful glow,

the rainbow drops from above

scattered on the pavement

of a snow-covered landscape,

causing a sunshine avalanche,

to where we made our escape.

My shadow chased me,

as it had always done before,

and even when the Sun is set,

and the Moon is washed upon shore,

I thought I’d let you know,

that wherever I go,

my shadow will always

be there to follow me into

tomorrow, as I witnessed

the kisses that the melody

had given me.

And no matter how pleasant the tune,

of how I miraculously met you,

I’ll always say that it’s true,

that the letters upon my desk

show you at your best, and all the rest,

and I had my shadow write to you,

because I’d been too afraid,

that I might lose you in the midst

of giving up those warm Summer days

as I am lost in Winter’s frigid maze.

And when there are clouds in the sky,

my shadow vanishes for the night,

but I know that it will return,

for it is not only my companion,

but my friend, my silhouette,

that walks with me, side by side,

and that will follow me to the very

end of my long-lasting life,

each and every time.

Reviews

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A very nice poem, Brian.

I like the idea of being at one with our shadow, even though there are two of us standing together in the sunlight.
You have used excellent contrasts throughout; night and day, moon and sun, Summer and Winter; adding a sense of eternity to the poem; that our shadow and silhouette, follows us forever till the end of our days. Our eternal companion.
A very soulful piece of writing.