Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Oblong Shadow

Hanging by a thread

Dangling , swaying

Tipping over and drowning dead

Coming to life again ,  splaying

Huge octopus hands ,

Loneliness creeping along

Making lines on sands

Criss cross and oblong

A thin slice of moonlight shriveled,

Huddled under the oblong shadow

The night, damp, warm , disheveled


 Awaited day, on a dark  green  meadow

4 comments:

  1. may the sun shine soon and may the loneliness never creep in again. the lines really tugging the heart strings. hugs and love to you. :-)

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