SHADOWS

 

The glint of steel, so sharp and smooth,SHADOWS

beneath my fragile fingers.

Delicate inlaid patterns reflect

an afterimage that lingers.

 

As a child I’d hide beneath cotton sheets

feigning death, that I could deceive.

Then risking a peep from beneath my shield,

oh, how my poor young heart grieved.

 

For in the corner of my eye

and with a silent cry,

it was watching.

 

Who might it be and what does it want,

this eternally elusive guest?

A featureless face on the fleeting form,

silence is all I can wrest.

 

For many long hours and countless years,

I pondered its persistent gaze.

I sense no malice; no dark intent

and yet, it remains, unfazed.

 

In the corner of my eye,

and with a silent cry,

just watching.

 

And now as I drown in the depths of despair,

it reflects in the cold steel’s knell.

Has it waited for the day that I kiss the bold blade

and bid my torment farewell?

 

Come, silent stranger, you need no longer hide

as my time is finally here.

Have you nothing to say, will you lead the way,

for, as I, you have nothing to fear?

 

With no cutting remark,

it stays there, in the dark.

 

Just waiting?

 

*

 

 

Written by Darren Scanlon, 15th June 2015.

©2015 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.

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27 Comments Add yours

  1. joylennick says:

    Potent stuff, Darren. That gave me immediate goosebumps! Spot on..

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  2. Awww, deep words.

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  3. gh0stpupp3t says:

    Good stuff as always Darren.

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  4. Moving. You give words to our deepest thoughts.

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  5. olganm says:

    A very chilling and eerie poem. Fantastic, Darren.

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  6. Susan Langer says:

    Very dark and scary. Well done.:)

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  7. That was like living an entire life through one single fear! Very well done. #blogbattle

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  8. It made me think of death, hiding under the bed, waiting in suspenseful patience for my final day. 🙂

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    1. Thanks Rachael. Yeah, it was just an idea I have been playing around with for a while about how we (think?) we see things; glimpse things out of the corner of our eyes and the natural progression took me to dark places as usual.

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  9. This reminds me of death lurking in the corner.

    Like

    1. It does. I think thats kinda what I had in mind, the idea that its always lurking there and you never know when its gonna strike.

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  10. Claire B. says:

    Eerie, but I like it! 🙂

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  11. Very deep and thoughtful poetry Darren, eerie.

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