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A Tall Shadow
1 ReviewsAn entry for a school poetry competition in which, not for the first time, a person is face to face with Death.
Yeah so this is an entry for a poetry competition I signed up for a few days ago. We were asked to write about "a tall shadow" either literal or metaphorical and this is what I came up with. I guess it could be called depressing...or uplifting...I don't really know, I have trouble distinguishing the two.
A Tall Shadow
Under the bridge I saw you first,
in the dirt and filth I feared you.
Where crisp packets lay like beaten dead
and broken needles miss splintered heads,
where poison sailed down a little red stream
I cried, I laughed, withdrew you.
Not yet, your voice an empty breath, For I am behind you still.
When all is passed you’ll laugh your last and I will have my fill.
Under a tree I see you now,
when the summer air should warm you.
Where the bridge and the dead was just a phase
to be lost in a soft magnolia haze,
where I’m certain of mine but unsure of yours
I grow, I play, see through you.
Not yet, and the corner of your mouth does twitch, Although I am with you now,
I’ll be with you again, love we’ll sing, dance and then whatever the fates will allow.
Under the moon I’ll see you last,
in the mist and the dark I’ll know you.
A chilled embrace is willingly mine
now that I know I’m out of time
I’ll take your hand so fragile and cold
I’ll sing, I’ll dance, go with you.
The race is won, I’ll hear you laugh. The game has reached its end,
no longer behind or in front will I be but beside you, and be your friend.
Finis
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A Tall Shadow
Under the bridge I saw you first,
in the dirt and filth I feared you.
Where crisp packets lay like beaten dead
and broken needles miss splintered heads,
where poison sailed down a little red stream
I cried, I laughed, withdrew you.
Not yet, your voice an empty breath, For I am behind you still.
When all is passed you’ll laugh your last and I will have my fill.
Under a tree I see you now,
when the summer air should warm you.
Where the bridge and the dead was just a phase
to be lost in a soft magnolia haze,
where I’m certain of mine but unsure of yours
I grow, I play, see through you.
Not yet, and the corner of your mouth does twitch, Although I am with you now,
I’ll be with you again, love we’ll sing, dance and then whatever the fates will allow.
Under the moon I’ll see you last,
in the mist and the dark I’ll know you.
A chilled embrace is willingly mine
now that I know I’m out of time
I’ll take your hand so fragile and cold
I’ll sing, I’ll dance, go with you.
The race is won, I’ll hear you laugh. The game has reached its end,
no longer behind or in front will I be but beside you, and be your friend.
Finis
Thanks for reading, please drop a review!
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