What is that behind the shadow?
That silhouette by the window
That figure before the mirror
Does it frighten you with horror?
Do you hear that strange hollow sound?
It comes from somewhere but is never found
Maybe it’s just a widow’s mournful cry
Or maybe the wind’s cold and heavy sigh
Who’s that in the shadow again?
Do you think it’s a long lost kin?
Maybe it’s just the oak bed post
Mistaken to be someone’s ghost
Would you go near that dark stature?
To behold its hidden feature
Take a breath and a step closer
Stay calm, don’t freeze, and don’t hinder
The shadow dances around your hand
Look down and watch it from where you stand
March 1, 2011 – Inspired by a random thought
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Poems of the Deep Dark Heart
PoetryThis is a collection of my poems inspired by the novels I've read. Others are inspired by completely different things. Some are sonnets, some are not, some are just out of the blue. © 24CasterXAngel1878, 2008-2012
