Shifting Shadows Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Shallow people
cast shadows,
as short as
their personalities;
under hot spotlight
noon-day sun.

Baked brains
can over boil spoil;
when heart
and mind;
are not won.


Complex competent people
cast shadows;
as long as enduring
strides, they
have heartfelt run.

Like shadows
cast celebrating dawn;
or shadows long growing
before, rich
red setting sun.


True giants
of enlightening humanity

cast giant shadows;
shaped silhouette greatness;
shading humble, weak;
and innocent folk;

attaining legendary status
of fabled Loch Ness.


Shadows still
maturing long
after final
rays hung;

sealing supernova
fated faith;
of their own
glorious setting sun.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock