X... using a word shadow

my children pass by, this poem is incomplete

 

 

Everyone's B side I think Is a shadow, shoe shadows and arm and eyes and long head shadows...

 

 standing... part of my shadow crosses your shadow as you  come to the door.

is it supper time "come and eat your supper"

 

you no longer care that I said that, you are all grown up now...

 

it is so time consuming to worry...

my children wander past the lines in the road, ...their shadows may never return to me

 

 

windows  darken the house at night, since i am alone,

 

wind taps the house... 

 

(windows are the eyes... that silence becomes)

 

 shadows move in silence...I have nowhere seen you turning,

 

...a shadow tries to hide you, but

you are gone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Penlady]

read and felt once more...thanks for sharing your gift!

[Penlady]

I am alone too, second time a widow, and yes shadows reach back to lay across me just long enough to bring all the memories back as though it were yesterday...but it only means what it means to me...and you, and all others alone...SO comes the poetry...your writing is wonderful...your discipline comes in your command of the emotion you place in each of your poems...really wonderful writing!

[Sami Khalil]

I like this poem. Thank you for penning...:)