….. through the threads of shadows!
Life, it’s starting to get to me,
Pulling me away from where l want to be,
But the biggest problem l have,
… is … where is that?
It isn’t the shadows,
… nor the masks of the unseen,
That bothers me or throws,
… me off the scheme …
Of life or the things,
That mean the most to people,
… or even the pins,
that cause the unhinge …
… to an otherwise peaceful,
Existence!
It isn’t even the threads,
… that worry me as they unravel,
Slowly and insidiously in my head,
…. Nor the signs l see in the roadside gravel,
It is the knowing of the unknowing as l watch it appear,
… in the distance to begin with,
Yet slowly and most assuredly the darkness sneers,
To reveal it’s the breath,
That l breathe that l fear the most!
… the downside to being down,
For the sorrowful host,
Is the upside-down smile of the frown ….
Hidden behind the mask of the man,
…. Peering through the threads of shadows!
© Rory Matier 2021
That is absolutely awesome Sir.
Many thanks Gary 🙂
Strange that this was posted about an hour ago… about the same time I felt a shadow come over me. Daughter even asked me what was wrong.
Might be time for some sage.
A piece open to much interpretation Grandma – sign of the times, l feel a need for poetic expression. The world is filled with shadows currently.
It sure is! I remind myself that there are no shadows without light.
We’re not in TOTAL darkness.
Well a shadow is merely a defined dark area that is ‘set’ between the lights.
Dark thoughts Rory, beautifully written.
Indeed they are Sadje, many thanks 🙂
You’re welcome 😉