Best Shadowland Poems

 Shadowland 

Chained to the addiction of tempting Fate 
What if I told you that my life was once like yours?
Torn between love and hate
A...

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the sun 
low in the sky
yearns for a leap into night
as shadows squeeze their way into bedrooms
like shapeless dragons
for children
cocooned to an early bed
staging thoughts...

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Not a whisper, nor a word, 
Just one day in the fall
A brief moment in time,
where that moment, interred,
is now kept, as my own
in a...

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We enjoyed ourselves, 
We had a few laughs, 
You never knew this, 
But i love you, 

The day you left my tears began to come,...

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The grey oppresses;
surrounded by fog,
 I traverse this shadowland;
Dorothy in reverse,
stuck in this land of monochrome
Xerox grayscale in 2-D.
Hoping it is but a dream,
valiantly, I...

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I've read the book and it is so
That death is a defeated foe.

He lurks within the shadowland 
Light being what he can not stand.

In the...

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Just suppose – a hierarchy rules this shadowland
Pulls the strings of governments, not walking hand in hand
Amend our constitutions, to suit their future plans
Throw Christians...

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I had named my verbose parrot Sunny, as he filled my world with sunshine;
For when someone truly touches the heart, you often must give some...

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What do children dream of when they go to sleep at night
and do their hearts beat faster when the world is out of sight
do they...

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In the shallow mist of morning
On a dim and dowdy street
A child with a hunger
Has a moldy bite to eat

A dirty-double dumpster
Is a desperate dive...

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self proclaimed er calculating polymath
no win tent to kindle, 
  or spark hay8 full ire rate wrath

juiced whiling away 
  the early evening...

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Greys, Part IV

Grey is sombre, but not hopeless
In grey is our suspension
Between unclear alternatives
In greys we form our judgements
And divide What Is from What May...

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From predawn birth, you dwell alone,
Preferring deep shadowland over light.
So much easier to conceal what is shown,
Nascent ember forelimbs that daunt your sight.

With growth in...

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What wicked things wail this way?
Nothing that I know of--
Only this cloaking curtain,
This mooned and muted shadowland...

All fright is found in non-disclosure
Within the oily wonder,
Punctured...

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