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.
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.
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Linking with Light and Shade Challenge
How elegant and beautiful! Wonderful shadow shot!
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artmusedog and carol
The shadow shot is courtesy Light and Shade challenge.
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Well, your words made me google "Cimmerian" so I could understand what you were saying. ;))
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This gave me a little shiver. Beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and haunting words - thank you for linking up!
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