“Why?” I ask myself
Amidst the shadows, “What now?”
“Dance lessons, for sure….”
Tag Archives: Shadows
Shadowboxing
In the evening, I sat out, well beyond 8:58
The front porch shadows shielded me
That I might pretend
My bedtime hadn’t come and gone
The smile in my telephone-voice wasn’t masking a mom’s tortured heart
Acceptance would come and those few miles away, would prove okay, someday
Hood ornaments on passing trucks did in no way devastate
This wasn’t the calm before the storm
The temperature wouldn’t dare drop, degree by degree, with each sip of my sleepy-time tea
The gardens weren’t soon going to hell
My choice to survive hadn’t offended my God
Tomorrow, no one would know
Breaking
There are times when shadows will not do
Will not do
Will not do
When their storied presence pains the eye
Pains the eye
Pains the eye
And I see wrong mystery, dark’ning doors
Dark’ning doors
Dark’ning doors
Shadows: A Haiku
High noon is ugly,
isnt it? I am sorry,
though it’s not my fault.
’til December: A Haiku
Leave me and let me
Be lost in the shadows ‘twixt
Street lamps and sorrow
Concrete
We can’t call them untrue
The shadows forever forced against concrete
Are forever a part of you
But so too, was that moment before the bleaching
When you believed in the good air against your skin
Go back again, despite that it seems you can’t
Receive what the lurking has to offer
Reasons
It is an unexpected hour
Not too late
Not too early
Enough light so that we can still hear
So go back and look again
Do you see the soft shadows asking
Don’t disengage
Do you feel the air giving
Reasons to stand
Late Sun Day
Bring me long shadows
Unorchestrated, lingering glee
Wait while I watch us all exhale
Healed now from last week’s barrage
Listen with me, will you?
The fight-song building
Gather up we, the sun-spilled relief
Before we march again
Had
If ever
I’d wished for you to hold me as I smiled
It wasn’t moments ago
The heat
The lack of regret
The slightest light filtering in
As I held then heralded my breath
It was months ago
I’d wished
If ever
Lowly Sun: A Haiku
Lately my eye sees
The long shadows of the day
The forlornest face