Another sunny Monday morning

out here in too bright sunlight squinting in hand shade through sun burnt lashes

details hide in black shadowed faces haloed in the bright of day as memories flicker of other days on city streets when heads held high were feared and turned on and eyes to pavement was a hope to make it through the day without a fight.

Unless of course one bore the daily pain to build a bloody rep and even then sun could shine too brightly exposing weaknesses in chinks that loved the shade.

To smile into the sunlight blind, shifting gravitational center on each step prepared and readied for  whatever the moment brings and trusting in oneself to deal with it again.

Reviews

[Sel Whiteley]

Yes, you really capture the intensity of heat. . The contrast of black and white gives the poem a filmic feel like film noir but also shows the true absolutism, people lurking in the shadows but also the shade, symbolising escapism, on the journey.

[emmajoy]

It's true how shadows can hide or distort reality, how sometimes the light exposes too much, not a creation but realities, faults, challenges and all we'd rather not face. To walk from light to shade and back into light takes courage .. the strength to face what's there.

A piece of writing with gutsy soul .. needed careful reading but full of logical thought or maybe, thoughtful logic.