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you are my shadow

running stretching
to greet the night
where stars will
gleam in your
eyes

this sunset lustre
reaching

if I can
I will make it

and the darkness
will fill me
and it shall be

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sunset behind me
I used to watch the night rise
sitting at the lake
on the dock

winter summer spring and fall

huddled under an eave
while rain thundered down
the drops flashing quickly
in the light from the window
and doorway

im past the age now
where I was immortal

I feel the winter
falling
tender and cruel

its wisdom that drives
the hunger back
when the fire weakens

and its Love that warms
the hearth
of the soul
when the ship is breaking
beneath me on jagged
coral

the flair and excitement
of destiny

I could hear her singing
I dont care if I cant
swim

....

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poetry just flows from you ...

"and its Love that warms
the hearth
of the soul
when the ship is breaking
beneath me on jagged
coral

the flair and excitement
of destiny

I could hear her singing
I dont care if I cant
swim"

This is the quiet of night,
that calm as sun sinks below the horizon
and leaves behind
the still,
the shadows having fleeted
with the last rays,
leaving a vacuum of silence,
dark and incredibly simple;
when we are become a part,
invisible as we are,
of all that is.

I wait with you by the water
listening to the hiss of the gentle rain
on the surfaces around me Steven,
as aye Ann

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

WHEN I SAY ANYTHING
after does ma'am Ann

its wisdom that drives

the hunger back

when the fire weakens

i shall await your wisdom lesson
for another poem,
if i can

but till then ur a poet
God sent
with the scent
of a MAN
(wise)

loved

you could write a mile e, and i would read every
word, and never think it too long

and yet,,,here you are writing shorter works,
and i think i'm loving them as much

the imagery in this short
write is quite remarkable to me ...
in just 12 lines, you've had ne feel
the rush of night, and the wanting for something
just out of reach ...and yet, a part of it all

probably not your intent in this write ...
but that's what i got from it

you are truly masterful at being
able to express emotions and feelings
your turns of phrase are uniquely yours,
and always touch something in the reader

p

love the waypoints you lead with
you could become a lawyer

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if i was a lawyer, i reckon i would
KICK ARSE!!!

xx

that I can say after the remarks that I've just read, other than to say: You have touched so many people here. I do not believe that there is one of us, that cannot get something from one of your works. Rather than try to explain how and what this one makes me feel, I will just say; that I do. Your friend, ~ Gee

There is value to commenting and critique, tell us how you feel about our work.
This must be the place, 'cause there ain't no place like this place anywhere near this place.

I find it interesting that you're finally being noticed in one of your *lesser* poems, Steven.

But you are being noticed. That's what matters in the end. It's a nifty poem, if you get the correlation between the title and the darkness filling, it's even better.

~A

just a change of style
Im changing so much going on in my life
of course the poetry will relfect this
maybe some spark has gone from it
but embers small like candles votive
are interesting

reflection is everything
and its not about panoramic
all the time

sometimes its in the intimate
things
like a brush
a look
a whisper

ahh what do I know
Im just a poet.....

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