Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Friday, October 9, 2015

Speaking of shadows

Tricks of light,
Stalking the corners of dreams,
Like a haunting phantasma.
Slivers of life linger in
A pocketfull of sunshine.
The dancing flames grow,
And the shadow slips by,
Consigned to Cimmerian dooms.

Image by T. Al. Nakib on www.freeimages.com

6 comments:

  1. How elegant and beautiful! Wonderful shadow shot!

    Happy Weekend to you,
    artmusedog and carol

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    1. The shadow shot is courtesy Light and Shade challenge.
      Happy weekend to you too :)

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  2. Well, your words made me google "Cimmerian" so I could understand what you were saying. ;))

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  3. This gave me a little shiver. Beautifully written.

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  4. Beautiful and haunting words - thank you for linking up!

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