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In the light
Shadows are prisoners
And prisoners we are to our shadows
But if shadows could speak
I think they'll say

I am no prisoner
I am but a listener
I guide the light
and shape
the stars
I am detailed
craftily inked
I am what links
us all


In the darkness
Our shadows are free
And we are free from our shadows
But if shadows could speak
I think they'll say

I am beyond free
I am everywhere
omnipresent
and omniscient
I shade what most
aren't aware of
I am the protector
The keeper
of all secrets
I am defined
by none


But if shadows could speak
will anyone still feel lonesome?
Hello Poetry, a sound mark, made today,
On a lovely page that changes each way,
I have tried to bring, sing, resonant verse,
By clear eye and ears for lovers converse,
Thank you each, who have in earnest writ,
Please forgive this throwaway poem I knit,
Today, a sign that marks joy to be ranked,
So many thoughtful, kind readers, thanks!
Thank you for reading and thank you,
Hello Poetry.
 Feb 2015 Shannon Jeffery
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Stuck at this game,
In what seemed like forever.
Stuck at a stage where...
Experience points don't matter.

A game set in an expansive universe,
Rife with problems that arise to haunt.
You can't pass and can't concede defeat.
Troubles' only function is to mock and taunt.

I've chafed my thumbs raw...
Manipulating the knobs on my controller.
My mind is a mess...
In search of a happily ever after.

Puzzled by puzzles,
There are no cheat codes...
Can't blast my way through,
There are no god modes...

Neither are there any hints,
Nor is there a walkthrough...
I'm just running in perpetual circles,
In this game of me and you.
 Feb 2015 Shannon Jeffery
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ignored
 Feb 2015 Shannon Jeffery
s
ignored, adj.; i am not invisible, neither am a ghost, but u passed through me, wholefully denying my existence.
Haunted
By my truth
Lost
In the memory
of
You
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