Monday, February 1, 2010

Poem: The Last Shadow

A shadow glides across the floor-
Stepping silently through Eternity's door,

Hanging upon the midnight air.
The shadow watches as I stare

Into his face of impending doom,
Until I banish his soul to his very own gloom.

Shrieks and cries abound in his flight,
As he departs this very night.

No more shadow upon my stair
As a ray of hope pierces the air.

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