The Bride And The Shadow Poem by Crystal Rosser

The Bride And The Shadow

Rating: 5.0


My time is married to shadow;
Where light happens before,
Darkness lurks beneath.

Like a veil opening a face;
To tied laces delicately unraveling,
Exposing tenderly wounded lips
And scarred eyes
He stares upon my innocence.

To a string of lights,
Stretched out far and wide,
Like an orchestra across the sky-
With each star,
A single note played masterfully.

Fluorescents are imitation,
As simple as an on-and-off switch,
Incomparable to nature's everlasting wonderment;
This simple fascination lingers endearing genuineness.

A timeless miracle to behold-
Its fragility measureless
Like a child taking flight across an open field
And each leg moving like tiny machines;
Light longs to spread inward.

The sun-a bright orange,
Oh! How bitter the rind must taste?
Does the acid of the sun burn so?
Indeed! It burns with a violent bite!

Black blinds drawn tight,
The bride with her shadow
Suspended in air with the seeds of foreplay-
Creating pieces of touchable light
In tune with the sun,
Nature rewards them,
Balancing their blood into one.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Love is lightness and darkness. Love is appreciated and noticed more through the cracks of blinds rather than out in the open, simply because it is everywhere, easily forsaken, out in the open, but to bring love inside, and let it seep into the deep cracks and corners of one's soul is more unconditional. It's a carefully understood love, a slow love.
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