
It is hard
When the dark finds you
And chooses
Not
To let you go
The shadows
In the clouds
Are closer than you think
Waiting
With their wretched claws
Have you ever seen them
Have they touched
You
Melting in
To who
You
Thought you were
Reaching
Scratching and biting
Until there is nothing left
Do you let them take you
Into the shadows
Of the clouds
Gorgeous and magnificent poem, I love it!!! ♥️♥️♥️😘
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♥️😊
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😘♥️♥️♥️🤗
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Lovely ❤️
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Thank you ❤️
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Nice! Matched the photograph perfectly…
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Thanks 😊
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I’d like to answer that question you left floating at the end… Yes, I once got caught by the shadows, but it did not last, it seems. Quiet a romantic piece of work. Powerful.
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I’m glad it did not last, always good to find your way back. Thank you for your kind words ♥️
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Excellently said. You see, long after the sun’s rays are cut off from the viewer, they will still be shining upon clouds high overhead, and therefore able to cast shadows. 🥴…👻…👅
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Love your interpretation 🤗
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