Remnants

Remnants

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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( I must stop watching horror films at night, this is what my muse gave me this morning)

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dance on my heart dark darling
dance with your boots of black longing
dance till every drop
is drained and contaminated
with the dirt on the sole of
your loathing
dance as you have never danced before
dance with the remnants of ragged abuse
this time make sure the job is done
so the sun will set with gleeful satisfaction
so it won’t rise at daybreak
in the mourning

© 2024 Chris Shaw


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MCS
Sad words but sadly very relatable to so many. Excellent read as always.

Posted 3 Days Ago


WOW! The HEAVINESS of this piece!
Black boots just draaaags me with chains
the sole of your loathing
I love it!

Posted 4 Days Ago


Chris Shaw

3 Days Ago

Thank you Glenda. Please you enjoyed my nightmare:)

Chris
Glenda

3 Days Ago

I think I've read this a few times! The impact is always fresh! Yikes!
dear Chris... nightmares are rare... and gone in the morning.
Sunlight is golden and hides from the Dark. Wishing you Starlight where dreams rest on a Cradle Moon. gently, Pat

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you for the starlight Pat. 🌹
Hello Chris
Being a lover of metaphors I read behind your lines … yes watching horror movies, etc. at night does prompt our early morning thoughts… this I know…
Very interesting read… loved it!
Lisa

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Thank you dear Lisa. Yes horror movies have a habit of resurrecting stuff. Pleased you appreciate th.. read more
Very interesting Chris, this yearning for darkness - but out of darkness always comes The Light. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Thanks so much Tony. I always appreciate your thoughtful reviews.

Chris
I'm feeling this dancing. And we get the dawning of the mourning in the morning. Some lovely thoughts, Chris, as so often. Thank you.

Posted 4 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you Andrew always for your encouragement and support. Know you are appreciated.

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This dance is quite bitter...and quite dark.. please don't watch horror films the night before...it is well said, almost like punishment...much abuse noted too...get this evil out of you by dancing until you rid if it....
Well written dear Chris...
Warmly, B

Posted 4 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you Betty for another review. Must aporeciated. 🌹

Chris
Sometimes we need the darkness. Make us feel wild and free dear Chris. I did like the twist of words and thoughts. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry. I did enjoy.
Coyote

Posted 6 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you my friend for stopping by to review. Mist appreciated.

Chris
This poem had a feverish pace to it and a very palpable dark side. The dance is of hate and the speaker is bitter and knowing of the other half's abusive ways. The words drip with a sarcasm. Dear Chris, as always, you spin magic with your pen and pull the reader into this very intriguing scape. One wants to see more, learn more, read more....I loved this read!

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

Hello Divya, a spontaneous write. You know it is amazing what, films and poetry can trigger. I don�.. read more

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

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