The emotions of a poet who calls himself 
"Uootem"

Go to Welcome Page

Go to Current Offerings

Go to
Archives

"Shadows"

@Uootem

Moonlight through an open window
and the soft glow of a solitary candle
cast long ago shadows in my darkness tonight.
The illumination is accompanied
by the soft gentle breeze of autumn
and she is here... for a moment, all seems right.

The cool night keeps me awake
as her restless memory engulfs me
and this mystical night gets far too desperate.
All I wish is that I could touch her,
let her hands soothe my lonely spirit
for reality and dreaming I cannot separate.

Silence should sing to me her words of love,
that could warm even the rays of the sun
a sound that still echoes in the wind.
Her voice dancing in random visions
that only serve to baffle my heart
why did her speaking have to end?

She is here tonight, but she is not
I can not sleep, only dream
a deep dreaming thus I crave.
And out comes a sigh of resignation
a whispering of eternal mysteries
of the love that she once gave.

There will be no more sleeping.
Shadow dancing to the silence
the darkness will rip her away.
Over and over again, ecstatic recollection,
of shadows that mirror the silence.
as I wish she had not left that day.