The Shadow of A Man
Who is that man
All dressed in black
Sitting there in the corner
Where I am unable
To distinguish his features
Just a dark blur there
A shadow of a man.
Look he’s getting up walking
Away from me
At a distance
I try to fallow close by
Keeping him in sight.
His attire
Is completely black
Just an outline of darkness
I am unable to see his face
Yet he seems annoyed
As he keeps his back
Towards me.
I follow
With a pen and pad in hand
For reasons unknown to me
Wondering what he’ll ever do?
Why is he here?
Just waiting for him
To say something.
May be he’ll utter a
A sad or happy song
Why can he leave us alone
It’s only me
Sitting in this waiting room.
The only patient here
Inside the inner sanctum
Behind those swinging doors
Is my lovely wife
Presently under going
A minor surgical procedure
As I pray and hope
That she’ll be Ok.
What is causing
This curiosity of mine
About the shadow of a man
Walking away from me?
By: William Bonilla
Dartagnan
06/10/08
An ice cold chill go through my spine
Your poem is very dark William
My prayers to you and your wife
and I hope for a quick and safe recovery to Good Health!!
Peace love and Light...Morning star
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Love, Christine
(((HUGS))) love and prayer -
Karla. :(
great write William...
John
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Your wife will be OK and ready to give hard time when you misbehave!
Georg
"The Shadow Of A Man"
William hope your wife is in good health, and that the procedure wasn't too evasive. Yes, that shadow (if it is really real) Fear probably like a living Fear coming to see if you would in fact be afraid.
Good you wrote about it, you both take care of yourselves.
Sincerely,
~Gwendolyn
((( SEMPER FI )))