A wintry night
Black & mysterious
Cold & damp
Kid you not
I am serious
Whispering winds
Telling tales of long past
Floods and showers
How long will they last?
Sing me a song
Young maiden in yellow
Know me to sleep
Kiss this young-looking fellow
Where have they gone
Those sirens of old?
Why must I stand here out in the cold?
Come here young lady
To have and to hold
Till death do us part
On mountains of gold
This is my shadow
It is him so I’m told
Stand up straight
Stand up tall
Stand up strong
Stand up bold
Why must you stand there
You there in the back
Where is your light
That you desperately lack
What is your purpose
Who do you serve
Do you reap what you sow
And what you deserve
You are my shadow
You are me in the dark
If I was a fish
Why then you’d be a shark
We are one in the same
And we constantly fight
You in the dark
And me in the light
Your poem is filled with references of admonishment for someone who is not coming out into the light of their day. I have had to coax a few like this. Hopefully some of them did blossom later in life as a result of my gentle prodding them into doing what they feared they couldn't do.
This is my personal inspirational book of poetry. It contains many poems written for family, friends, and relevant life situations. Hopefully you will find some that will encourage and inpsire you in whatever arena you are found in your circle of l
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
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Yin and yang, dark and light...
again part of the human condition...
Diana...
Ron