Donna Jones Poet Couplet

Shadows of Me

It's been some time ago I sat alone
Watching mountains swallow a setting sun

Realizing my shadow had joined me there on the wall
I visited my vision before night could fall

Up, was how I was wearing my hair
Empty arms reached for no one there

Dark shadows hid the tears in my eyes
Deep green and sleepy from a day filled with lies

The image appeared startled as I arose
Turning to observe the shape of my nose

As my hand reached toward the last bits of day
Shadow followed me all the way

I force a smile believing God hears me now
Joining in prayer, me and my shadow bow

I wonder when comes end of day
Will my shadow vision stay

For I felt so, not so all alone
When shadow joined me with setting sun

Today is gone, tomorrow we'll see
If my, where my, shadow finds me

©Donna Jones

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Sean L Sanders July 28, 2013 at 10:31 AM This poem, seems complicated in it's twist which is one reason why I love it. The first stanza I thought Wow this is going to be good by the time it was over I wanted more. You are very good in explaining your poems poet. I'm so happy I read this poem. realizing my show had joined me there on the wall I visited my vision before night could fall, who can write like that, YOU POET!!!!!!!!! I'll be back for sure poet. Donna Jones July 28, 2013 at 5:15 PM Thank you very much Sean....

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire May 3, 2013 at 10:11 PM Dear Donna, I feel the sadness and I LOVE the first Couplet as I live on a mountain that "swallow(s) a setting sun. I'm partial to green eyes, I'll wipe the tears away You guide me through the daily life of the Shadow. A POETIC Portrait of Art. Superb Quill. YOUR many Gracious Comments I LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Loyal Liege...HG Donna Jones May 4, 2013 at 5:52 AM Thank you HG and enjoy your mountain!! Have a great weekend.......

Voahanitriniaina Rabary-Andriamanday February 23, 2013 at 2:17 AM My favourite from yours, Donna! So deep and poignant; as for me, don"t mind about meters; in some cases, we just need the flow to come out and letting it run free, like free seas helps a lot to regain force and courage and a good equilibrium! A very sane survivor's instinct, indeed! Thanks for stopping by my "sunglasses questionku". Love, Hanitra Donna Jones February 23, 2013 at 8:34 AM I appreciate all the kind words and appreciate you stopping by...I look forward to visiting agin

Melanie Hillmer February 9, 2013 at 4:47 PM I really enjoyed the read. Thank you for sharing. Beutifully crafted. Donna Jones February 9, 2013 at 5:33 PM Thank you so much and for reading my poem...blessings

Roy Jerden February 2, 2013 at 9:01 AM Very powerful introspective poem, Donna. Consider breaking it into stanzas for easier reading. If you want to tweak it more, work on the meter to put some rhythm into the lines. Cheers, Roy Donna Jones February 2, 2013 at 6:58 PM Well OK I see I have much to learn. I'll post one of what I think and I do say think is a lyric kind of poem and see how far off base I am or maybe I'll just keep it simple and be me, and leave this complicated stuff to you pros I love reading it so much...thanks you are a great niceguy Roy Jerden February 2, 2013 at 3:00 PM You might need to do a little reading on meter, but to give you the general idea, try to see if you can sing your poem like a song. The typical meter is English is called iambic pentameter and sounds like dah-DAH dah-DAH dah-DAH dah-DAH dah-DAH. Use an online rhyming dictionary to find alternate words (synonyms) that fit into this rhythm if you want to use tight meter. It's a good place to start. Donna Jones February 2, 2013 at 1:38 PM I will work on breaking these up but I have no idea what you mean by meter? Help??? But thanks for liking it and I would love to know what you mean

Fisayo Aderounmu February 1, 2013 at 8:57 AM Best described as bitter pill with sweet cure. good job. Donna Jones February 1, 2013 at 9:02 AM Yes too often..thanks

Jack Ellison February 1, 2013 at 8:04 AM Hauntingly beautiful but sad! You described your moment of reflection so vividly, I felt your longing for the sun in your life. Poignant! Love, Jack xox Donna Jones February 1, 2013 at 9:04 AM Thanks Jack, it comes and goes like it does foe everyone. But I am blessed to be a half full kind of person. Thanks for stopping by once again

Connie Gildersleeve February 1, 2013 at 7:01 AM Donna an impressive write about you and your shadow, at times it seems that's all we have. Great imagery conveying your thoughts penned. Warm Smiles, Connir Donna Jones February 1, 2013 at 9:05 AM Company enough considering the alternative sometimes. Thanks for the kind words

Harry Horsman February 1, 2013 at 4:18 AM amazing imagery here Donna, you really takes us there...wonderful poetry... Donna Jones February 1, 2013 at 9:10 AM If I accomplished that I surpassed anything I thought I could ever do so thank you for your kind words....blessings Donna

Vicky Tsiluma January 31, 2013 at 11:54 PM Hi Donna - profound write this. You've brought it out very well - it's touching where you speculae whether the shadow will be there tomorrow - it shows the frailty of mankind uncertainties in life. I also like your use of rhyme throughout the poem -very nice. I'm looking foward to read more of your poems. Vicky. Donna Jones February 1, 2013 at 9:14 AM Thank you Vicky, yes we must not take one breath for granted. I thank you for the compliments and I look forward to reading your wonderful powerful thoughts somehow put to paper also.

April Mitchell January 31, 2013 at 8:06 PM Sad and yet so beautiful great job Donna Jones January 31, 2013 at 8:12 PM Thanks..life gives us all good and bad. I choose to remember and hold close the best. Thanks for stopping by.

Yanny Widjanarko January 31, 2013 at 7:03 PM Really a great penned Dona, I really enjoyed to read it this morning :) - hug, yanny Donna Jones January 31, 2013 at 8:14 PM Kindness and hugs back... long life and keep smiling like you are in your picture

Annie Lander January 31, 2013 at 5:46 PM I felt a little happiness, a little sadness but most of all ...i felt the poet pain great write, you pulled me in with this piece.. Annie

Joseph May January 31, 2013 at 5:38 PM nice write Donna....enjoyed

Russell Sivey January 31, 2013 at 4:25 PM This is a delightful and wondrous write my friend! I thoroughly enjoyed reading this tremendous poem this evening! What a spectacular piece, Great Work!! Donna Jones January 31, 2013 at 4:34 PM As always thank you for your kindness and support, I feel honored and at home to be part of the soup family