Life is hard.
Death is easy
Said the shadow
In the corner.
Nothing matters anyway
And your finger
Masters the trigger.
But light comes
In the morning
Said I.
It is best to wait
Until then.
Don’t be a fool
The shadow said.
Light is for the timid
And is meaningless
In the end.
The end preoccupies you
Said I.
Can you not speak
Of tomorrow?
Tomorrow is a place
Of sorrow
The shadow said.
Come sleep with me.
Sleep is for the weary
Said I.
Sleep is for the lonely
The shadow said.
Come with me
And I will show you
Mysteries
Fantasies
And wonders beyond
Imagining
The shadow said.
At what cost?
Asked I.
At the cost of life
The shadow said.
I switched on a small lamp
Of low wattage
And was astonished
At how quickly
Shadows flee
At the application
Of the least bit of light.
Thursday, February 26, 2015
The Shadow Said
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Thursday, February 26, 2015
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I just want you to know, James, that I read all of your posts. Usually it is on the back porch, early in the morning, in the cold, eating a bowl of cereal with my big old dog next to me eating her morning bowl. I like to keep her company. And I do enjoy hers. I usually read on my phone and I can't, for some reason, post comments from there. And now I can't log on from my own computer and can only respond using this silly tablet.
Anyway, you have a gift. Your stuff is so varied, so interesting and compelling. This most recent one is fun in a macabre way. I likes it a lot. Do you know a singer songwriter named John Gorka? He wrote a spooky song somewhat along these lines called "Raven in the Storm". Check it out. There is also a cool song, sort of well known, by Rev. Gary Davis called "Death Don't Have No Mercy". Definitely worth a listen.
Know that, while I don't respond as often as a constant reader should, there is never a post that escapes me. And thanks for writing so much. And thanks for your occasional responses on my posts.
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