"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
— Eckhart Tolle

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Everywhere I Turn poets united thursday think tank #35-shadows

Following me on sidewalks,
looming in front of me
from behind a big glaring sun
I can almost touch it, feel it,
surrounding as if to capture me …

Following me in poorly lit
alleyways, it shows
elongated shapes, flowing
ready to control me …

On brick walls, segmented,
shifting, I will follow it
around city streets,
try to touch it, feel it, capture it …

As the night falls over me like a
sheet of clay, I can no longer see
 
Posted by flaubert at 12:38 PM

22 comments:

  1. Sherry Blue SkyFebruary 10, 2011 at 1:23 PM

    I love it! These shadows walk a lot of miles with us. (As I said to one of the other poets, I wonder why my shadow isnt thinner:) ) I love the line "as the night falls over me like a sheet of clay" - great line.

    ReplyDelete
  2. SusannahFebruary 10, 2011 at 2:16 PM

    I love the imagery here, the elongated shapes in poorly lit alleyways and segmented and shifting on bricks walls. I could see it! :-)

    Thanks for the pictures your words bought. :-)

    ReplyDelete
  3. Brother OllieFebruary 10, 2011 at 3:55 PM

    I enjoyed this narrative...spooky.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Philip ThriftFebruary 10, 2011 at 4:28 PM

    Does a shadow follow me, or do I follow it? I love the cleverness of this poem.

    ReplyDelete
  5. MaryFebruary 10, 2011 at 8:55 PM

    One cannot escape one's shadow self no matter how hard one might try. Well expressed poem, Pam.

    ReplyDelete
  6. PeggyFebruary 10, 2011 at 9:17 PM

    I got a definite feeling of coldness and shadow from this. And then that damp sheet of clay! Good work!

    ReplyDelete
  7. ElizabethFebruary 10, 2011 at 11:38 PM

    Another vivid and thoughtful piece of writing, Pamela. Love the images that have you reaching for and trying to somehow grasp those shadows. We all do that in one form or another.

    Elizabeth

    ReplyDelete
  8. DeborahFebruary 11, 2011 at 3:06 AM

    I walked with you here, wonderful imagery.

    ReplyDelete
  9. Eileen T O'Neill .....February 11, 2011 at 10:14 AM

    Pamela,
    I really enjoyed your walk with and by the shadows.
    Beautiful words.......

    Best Regards,
    Eileen

    ReplyDelete
  10. EllaFebruary 11, 2011 at 11:06 AM

    This had such a dark feel, the cold, chasing, looming shadow! Very well guided,alluding us to continue following your words, like a shadow!
    Well Done...I love the line,"On brick walls, segmented,shifting"!

    ReplyDelete
  11. signed...bkmFebruary 11, 2011 at 2:02 PM

    Fantastic Pam....love the "night falls over me like a sheet of clay" you make the shadows come alive....nice..bkm

    ReplyDelete
  12. flaubertFebruary 11, 2011 at 7:26 PM

    Thanks Sherry:)

    ReplyDelete
  13. flaubertFebruary 12, 2011 at 3:46 PM

    No problem Susannah:)

    ReplyDelete
  14. flaubertFebruary 12, 2011 at 3:48 PM

    It is a bit, Ollie;)

    ReplyDelete
  15. flaubertFebruary 12, 2011 at 3:48 PM

    Thanks Philip.

    ReplyDelete
  16. flaubertFebruary 12, 2011 at 3:49 PM

    Very true Mary.
    There is no escape.

    ReplyDelete
  17. flaubertFebruary 12, 2011 at 3:50 PM

    Thanks Peggy, I guess I succeeded.

    ReplyDelete
  18. flaubertFebruary 12, 2011 at 3:50 PM

    We do indeed, Elizabeth.

    ReplyDelete
  19. flaubertFebruary 12, 2011 at 3:51 PM

    Thanks for the visit Deborah.

    ReplyDelete
  20. flaubertFebruary 12, 2011 at 3:52 PM

    Thanks, Eileen the same to you.

    ReplyDelete
  21. flaubertFebruary 12, 2011 at 3:52 PM

    Thanks Ella:)

    ReplyDelete
  22. flaubertFebruary 12, 2011 at 3:53 PM

    Thanks much, Barb.

    ReplyDelete

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)