The Light Fades

paranormal, poetry, writing, , , 28 Comments

Light fades
sun’s optimism
giving way to shadows

My eyes are drawn to hidden places
warily seeking the source of this disquiet
What beasts inhabit crevices, what creatures lurk
hiding in the trees that loom over me?

Could it be the incarnation
of trapped souls
taunting my passage?

(Image my own)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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