Shadows

Shadows I am the ghost in the room Seeing, not seen Listening, not heard I can feel my breath hear the heart in my chest Living invisibly A shadow nothing more Stitch myself to you Ignored Out of rhythm,out of synch Your light so dim I disappear I reflect a different Light One that fits just right I cast my very own Shadow I am myself. With your light I see the shape of you In me.

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Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 4/11/2024 12:17:00 PM

Dear Crystol, Your poem beautifully captures the essence of feeling unseen and unheard, yet also finding empowerment in your own existence. I loved the imagery of being the ghost in the room, living invisibly, and stitching yourself to others. Your words convey a sense of longing to be recognized and understood, while also embracing the uniqueness of your own light. The idea of casting your own shadow and seeing the shape of others within yourself is profound and thought-provoking. This is a very introspective piece. - Blessings, Daniel

Crystol Woods
Date: 4/12/2024 2:06:00 PM

Wow. You got it man! Thank you for seeing me and hearing me. Sincerely