Shadow Poetry

themis

do you ever lose a moment

to the ever present night?

only to realize too late

it was swallowed by the light?


i think we have it wrong

i think we’re quite confused

it’s never the dark that takes

it’s the bright lights that use


they hide behind their masks

and pretend to hold a flame

what we all new was truth

and never could quite tame


true light in the darkness

when real, is well and good

but nothing teaches better

than being lost in the abyss would


and don’t we feel all alone

in the cold light of day?

instead, a warm embrace

for which we all pray


you don’t need a crutch

you need to learn to see

when you squint against the sun

moments lost to eternity.


Shadow Poetry

memories

out of the darkness, they came

like lightning bolts of flame

 

we ran and ran, but lost our grip

beware, beware, that gradual slip

 

take one wrong turn, my dear

that’s all it takes, out there, in here

 

its not a choice, not conscious, at least

choose today, to ruin or feast

 

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Shadow Poetry

Hourglass

I am feeling quiet inside today.

As if a peacefulness has unrolled its yoga mat inside me and got to work.

It’s a calmness.

A beauty.

 

It is also quite strange.

For me, you see.

 

It allows me to remember all the sweetness, while acknowledging the scars.

Just because there is darkness in here, doesn’t mean it’s all I have to offer.

 

There’s also a pain in my chest.

It keeps speaking up.

I’m okay with that too.

That isn’t all there is.

 

By Daphne Shadows