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Tag Archives: shadows
The Songs That Filled My Boyhood
The songs that filled my boyhood time are gone, their melodies have faded with the years; and all my vain attempts to sing along have left only their skeletons, and tears. Mere shadows take their place, as mummers’ tunes, their … Continue reading
The Moon Dancing
The moon is swollen full tonight, her belly stretched out in the light; that glow ascribed to pregnant maids reflects down through the tall pines’ shade and with a wash of purple blue includes the woods’ edge in my view. … Continue reading
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Tagged daily poems, Divine Mother, illusions, mother goddess, night, shadows, the moon
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The shadow of greatness
I was born, have grown old, and someday I will die In the shadow of greatness named by other men. In that murky darkness I’ve been raised and schooled, my dreams cast in contrast against a great them. My peers, … Continue reading
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Tagged achievement, disappointment, failure, reputations, shadows, success
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a wisp of purple clouded sky
The now expectant moon, hid by a wisp of purple clouded sky bathes all in dappled glints of light that stand on open ground this night. And those whose lives are passing by, a wisp of purple clouded sky, imagine … Continue reading
Me and My Shadow
Inside me is a shadow that waits for days like these: when small things blossom into catastrophes, its seems to swallow up the sunshine, and linger, like a fog there on the steps beside me as my feet slowly move … Continue reading
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Tagged daily poems, depression, doubt, negativity, passion, self-similarity, shadows
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