Walking with Shadows
Wandering through the city lights,
walking slowly watching shadows close,
recalling all those stupid fights,
now wondering who was hurt the most,
Footsteps not yours close to me,
joyous laughter seems abound,
no longer have the responsibility, am free,
but when alone, all things have a lonely sound,
Music blares songs from the past,
my feet tingle and want to move,
momentarily lost to all the good that was cast,
I feel the rythm and beat, am in the groove,
In mind am dancing along the street,
grinning foolishly like an overgrown clown,
staring eyes saying, you, we dont want to meet,
smiling softly within, they will not get me down,
The river shines full of lifes souls,
lapping waves against the sturdy banks,
the murky depths are not one of my goals,
walking with shadows, today, I give thanks.
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Posted: Jul 2015
About this poem:
Reminiscing, thinking, moments of time captured in a simple walk, just expressing a moment of life.
Comments (2)
Kathy
Is it not wonderful that our minds can attune to a piece of music and we feel like dancing regardless of where we are, many a time have stood in a mall or shop waiting to be served and just suddenly feel like breaking into dance because of the music being played....alas we are conformed to be normal not to draw attention to oneselves.