Shadows – April 10, 2019

Doree Grief, life, poetry April 18, 2019 1 Minute

Hidden, as Shadows.

lurking everywhere.

They feel nothing.

Run them over.

Stomp them.

Try walking alongside your own…

Attached and never noticed.

A forgotten piece of you.

Skulking in the phantasma,

Right at your feet.

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Published April 18, 2019

anmol(alias HA) says:

April 19, 2019 at 1:12 pm

So well described — the shadow as the other makes it so interesting. This detachment in attachment at the feet makes me wonder. 🙂

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1. Doree says:
  
  April 19, 2019 at 2:16 pm
  
  Me too ;). Thank you for your kind words.
  
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CaughtInTheClouds says:

April 20, 2019 at 6:29 pm

Reminds me of Peter Pan- shadows are conditionally permanent, yet forgettable. Very nice 🙂

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1. Doree says:
  
  April 20, 2019 at 7:52 pm
  
  Very true, thank you 😊.
  
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