Amid the Jagged Shadows
“Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs. . .”
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
I found him one November deep in thought
amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs.
By what strange happenstance had I been brought
to him? He was the first man ever to arouse
a thrill I’d never felt so easily!
He looked up at me, and I blinked to see such deep grey.
The grey of that November sky stared back at me.
Those piercing eyes! What were they trying to convey?
He beckoned me to share his bench with him.
I heard inside my head – be wary of a stranger.
My mother’s frequent warnings had been grim.
I backed away, thinking there might be some danger.
A little smile then curved his lower lip.
It hinted of something I’d yet in which to revel.
My chance to ever know? Away I let it slip . . .
for I fled. Was he a darling or a devil?
Date written: Nov. 28, 2019
Writing Challenge 3, November - Any Form
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wisshkobi Ode
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