shadow dancing
you act as if
they cannot see
the real you,
you pretend
not to be.
with me,
you say,
we are free
to live large,
love loud.
yet i
remain the dark
and shadow
to your delight
and display.
bones chilled
in unshed light,
on your arm,
all is show
and little tell.
saved off,
to rude corners
in deep recess,
i serve only to fill
a hole, your heart.
to rude corners
in deep recess,
i serve only to fill
a hole, your heart.
Better than being brought along on a fishing trip merely for balast!! LOL!! Good poem!!
Come visit quilland parchment.com Anne I think you'd enjoy it!
G
EXCELLENT. You give a classic lyricist -- such as myself -- a newer appreciation of the excellence of SOME (YOUR!) freeform verse. Thank you for that.
Doc
"i serve only to fill
a hole"
tuff stuff