Saturday, October 8, 2011

The last dance of regret



Deep was the voice that rumbled
with the silver-gray sheet
that swathed the skies in an instant.
The words, an abrupt chill
that sunk into every essence within its reach.
Shoulders drooped with the tail of every creature
as the meaning absorbed into their soul,
and regrets danced their last dance
on empty, deserted stages,
unworthy of thought and awareness...


picture credit: http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&section=&q=empty+stage#/d14svnn



25 comments:

  1. dang...i def dont want that regret...come that day...

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  2. This is powerful and very thought provoking...

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  3. A great amount of truth in this piece, Shadow. This means something particular to me...excellently written. :))

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  4. odd your piece here today speaking of that last dance - i just wrote a piece this morning while i was out sitting in the sunshine on that "dance" - beautifully done, lady!

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  5. Interesting powerful Shadow. Regret can be a silent killer. Blessings.

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  6. I love that silver-gray sheet swathing the skies...

    Well- if the show lasts but an instant and only one is there to see it, then it's been worth it.

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  7. Oooh, that is some deep regret! Beautiful.

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  8. regret is like thunder...it sneaks up suddenly with a terrifying realization, that somethings cannot be undone. Powerful words Shadow.

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  9. A beautifully written and very deep piece.Brilliant as ever.

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  10. Waiting impatiently for the next one!

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  11. this poem of yours is so profound
    and authentic - with an atmosphere
    of disquiet.

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  12. I am speechless - your blog which I just found moves me. Your new follower who hungers for more
    Helen Tilston

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  13. Love the drooping shoulders and the curve of the piano stage in the image...

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  14. while adjunct giggles crept past in the shadow's.....heh heh heh.........

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  15. I'm a little bit in awe of this piece, Shadow...it's powerful, written beautifully. :)

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