The Shadow - Poem by Denis Martindale
At the dawn of Man's becoming, spun a web of dark deceit,
So to seize his soul forever, clothed in envy sugar sweet.
In the darkness moves the shadow... like a veil of ebony,
Clouding all the sleeping senses, tracing out each destiny!
Deep into his core it burrows, till he bleeds a stream of tears...
Thus stealing his tranquillity... sowing there his hidden fears!
As a cloud of starlings flying, cross the sky to shroud the sun,
So the mind's eclipsed by sorrow - Man's destruction has begun!
In the darkness moves the shadow... there with heart as black as coal!
Night obscures the fading dawn with dereliction of the soul...
Poet's Notes about The Poem
already found on the poemhunter website.
This is a slightly different version of
the poem The Shadow by Valerie Dohren,
with longer lines and using punctuation
for added emphasis. The theme reminds me
of the Garden of Eden where Adam and Eve
thought it wise to be as wise as God,
knowing good and evil, rather than being
the happy couple, the apple of His eye.
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