Just A Shadow In The Night Poem by Susan Williams
Just A Shadow In The Night
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the trees are silvered with moonlight
yet there is no day and neither is there night
the empty house is etched in moonlight
but I am just a shadow in the night
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my days have all died in the setting of the sun
all my deeds have been done and cannot be undone
am I part of the past or am I in tomorrow?
or lost somewhere in between light and sorrow?
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it feels like the darkness of bondage has come upon me
that I have eaten too often the fruit of the poisonous tree
and my fallen heart is silvered with loneliness
the kind that hurts the soul and gives no deliverance
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.~~~~~~~~©2018 Susan Williams
Thank you for the read, Robert. Hah! I finally understand what you are doing with the " Thanks Susan for your comments. Very much appreciated" You are cleverly thanking me here because PH in their remarkable reason have closed the reply boxes. Clever, Robert, clever. I have posted my thanks on the comment box of the poem commented on thus creating a mess@! ! ! !
well done this is a unique poem not every poet can write it, thank you for sharing
Wow, thank you for all the kind and helpful comments you have made, Soran, you make me want to grab a poem and start another poem- -but my novel is calling my name and it sounds grumpy! ! ! Thank you for all the help you have given to me concerning what works and what does not!
am I part of the past or am I in tomorrow? or lost somewhere in between light and sorrow?
very poetic and mystery images started with, then we find a logic quistion in the middle part, finally came to a sorrow bit, all together make a brilliant poem that need us to have a look into the hidden sides of the meaning and unsaid part, that would be a real discovery after reading an amazing poem such as this one,10++and into my favourite list
This delights me! ! ! Whenever one of the most positive role models in this group say a poem of mine has captured his attention is to me a most meaningful respect. Thank you! ! ! !
I have eaten too often the fruit of the poisonous tree and my fallen heart is silvered with loneliness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 12:33:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Asking nor feeling as if redemption is deserved. Where does the silvery tree end and the silvered heart begin. All seems vacant. Lost and in a sort of purgatory and yet not so as purgatory is still a place of limbo between two points whereas this poem is all purgatory. In the darkness beneath the poisonous tree......10