An October Poemm


Behind A Shadow

A ghost without form behind a shadow hides
Haunting moments like autumn raindrops
Inside the memory mirrors of your eyes
Worlds revolve without a core
No one loves you anymore
Winter is a famished creature crouching on your doorstep
Selling snowflakes for a tarnished penny
Double zeros steal your clothes rewoven into binary codes
Light erodes at the pace of life and limbs frozen cold akimbo poses
Somewhere beneath a setting sun something glides
A ghost without form behind a shadow hides



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-10-19 at 23:24

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