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Solaces Jan 2017
And from the shadows a shadow walked forth.  Slightly less dark than darkness, and leaning toward the light.  A shade, a duskling, a fallen angel, the dim one,  so many different names.. This being was a celestial  neautral, a sort of center and in between darkness and light matter..  His faith is exactly that.   At the center of it all..  The balance keeper..  

Not all is as it seems..  It never is.
From the shadows comes a shadow.
Diána Bósa Jan 2017
Sometimes I feel like
that you are so far away
from me that only
the cheek of your shadow will
be touched in this life of mine.
Colm Dec 2016
Slowly following
Never will he let me be
For eternity
So My Shadow Is To Me
Colm Dec 2016
The emperor, the conqueror
Commanding every confidence
Cold, calm and under control
A version in the past tense

A shadow lock atop a cliff
Staring into the abyss
Humanity is underneath
The very point of his fingertip

And yet he waits for what might be
And casts his eye on every scene  
Having seen the way the world did bend
Beneath the bow tyranny

His hands hold out and underneath  
The sovereignty which is at hand
But always will he watch the streets
For the enemy of every man
Interesting.....
Solaces Dec 2016
Empty shadows sing me songs..

I try and don't try all at once.

I'm a diamond with no luster.

A light to dim to see.

No shine just glow.

Always have been.

Beautiful on the inside.

For no one to see.
And that's how it is.
Jeffrey Turnov Dec 2016
Amidst the darkness of the warm moon,
Lavender hum scatters the cold jungle.
Mistless swamp flows back out the gloom;

And
I'll still dip...

'Spite horrid creatures lurking deep,
Your feminine blocks in the shallow.
Relentlessly where the noises sweep;

Inside the core... the end of the trip
October, 2015

An obscure reference to a product of popular culture, created in the late 90s
Robin Carretti Dec 2016
Lamppost of crystal's
shadow light
It's me against me
shadow-fight
Looking out my window
I see the field
I am sitting with
my napkin fold.

Words moved__
unbelievably**

Looking at my ring hot steam
Exploded so conceivable
Did I imagine?
So intricate and fine
But invisible, in the tile cracks.
I can see a shadow face.
Please get him out of my South
Hampton house.
He's so out of place.
I never want to see his shadow face.
So swiftly shopping fighting the crowd
hunk's of  *** all over the City

I'm sold congratulations, I win me
Harry Winston diamond.
Jarod was fighting, with my jewel's.
On the titanic vessel
Something shadowing your Pupils

Exploring love at any cost
picking up the artist
historical love fossil?
He  gave her a necklace from
the shadow of his smile
exquisitely detailed tasseled

My lover tilt's me forward.
I go toward the  light Shadow fight
Hansel sometimes loves brutal
So gone Girl Gretel.
Someone is following me,
in my shadow

I was holding, Twin set croissant's
I see his sun-shadow, in the meadow
Hello, it's Me
and my shadow
The cafe black-catsuit,
he's jumping over my latte
So suited like a checkerboard
cake pursuit
So lucky me shadow kiss fairies
and elves.
Something moved me going through
my Carbanet shelf's 

Surprisingly angry. Oh! My
He's hungry
Beastly
Feastly
Shocked Ghostly
The Dutchess of Windsor

All I will be is this shadow
hanging with
  his ***** laundry

Model shoot fighting dart
Victoria secret *******
The best  silken qualities
Breaking into my house.
Was my spouse?
shadowed by too many boxers
GQ models "Guilty "Quarantine"
I'm dreaming White no shadows
of Christmas
Like an oracle of the ornament's
his shadow lip's
looking behind a cup
My mind boiled coffee grind
  every  second, broken record
I am the singer I  say hello shadow
hit my vocal chords made
the record

Robin red breast bird frantic
Sometimes life is cruel desperately
seeking  housewives  of New Jersey
Such high taxes
Getting hooked on Prozac- cheater faxes
The Christmas tree so ******* towers

Too many Jack shining, all writer's
winning April showers
Penpals writers and fighters

 African violets artist booming with
  lover's kisses seem's ingenious
But I'm not listening

His shadow follow's me I fight back
Somehow like I am pacing toward the
    Gotham city bat eye winged the
train track. The speed of heart attack
       "Crystal's Powers Comeback"
  So transparent batman flying so defiant.
Fairies with lucidity his shadow hot crime.
Right  at the same time
How I wished I was overlooking the water,
with my  Key -lime pie.
Please don't  shadow me
Or lie to me
To rob me again.
What's to gain, your invisible men
Met my virginity key.
Looking out my window

Face touched my back
monster vision,
not exactly love infusion.
I felt like I was having a
blood transfusion.

Sun-catcher caught my eye's dreamy
mad-hatter meadow
Mobster Gotti. Shadow proof

what about the book proof.
So vividly,
shooting, at windows,
cherry tree lost its shadow.
Ancestor's sign's leaves fight family
from the distance broken heart.
But Bette Midler sing's, knock's out all the,
shadow's of the earth distance.
One shadow across my opened heart window,
snow blizzard  blew apart ice my shadow fight
I paid the price started sticking
hearing music satanically

Andy Anderson window call's me?
Flicker's at me, it touched a part of me,
how it trembled me,
the familiar beat
I stumbled got down to my feet
looking out my window
Immortal sunlight powerful never
left my sight
Daisy Vallely Dec 2016
Mother of the Moon,
Shaman of the Sun.
Extracting all the darkness
from the eyes of everyone.
Draining hue from skin,
Soft soulful bones.
Shadows of her velvet cloak
follow footsteps home.
The witch amidst the forest,
The light within our palms.
Dwindling breaths confide
in the cold before the calm.
Bearing portals in her womb,
Maternal one, obtuse and sweet.
A smiling jaw (phenomenal),
will lull your dance of life to sleep.


© 2016 D.M.V
simple preface to my first poetry book, written on bound wooden pages, velvet cover, and a leather spine.
Jessa Dec 2016
From the depth
Of my broken heart
I send my love
Through the wind

From the depth
Of your broken heart
I feel the pain
In every beat

Maybe your hand
Never touched this skin of mine
But still.....
The caress lives within my soul

Maybe I've never seen you
Eye to eye
But the image of your face
Will never be erased from my sight

This longing
It's too painful to bear
Distance.....
It's tearing us apart
Where reality is nowhere
To be reached

I become.....
Something you couldn't embrace
Separated
By time and space

I'm the shadow
Of agonizing memory
No more me
As I fade into the darkness
Gone..... Within the night

-Jess / Jessabelle Autumn
One of a few last poems Jess wrote
You may think you have no shadow.
But I see it dancing behind you.
I can't see it's face,
but I'm sure that it's smiling.
But it's no smile of fructose.
Just of bile and scorn overdose.

With topography riding limbs.
In seamless synchronisation
with yourself.
I hear it whisper and hiss,
with sounds of ****** bliss;
At each unseen bruise inflicted.
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