shadow of self
emerging within color
shifting on the tides of time
rippling out further and further
to where there are no emotions to doubt
*
moments to gather
thoughts shattered
in shifts of void
following the north node
back to more of less
*
shadow of self
emerging…unfurling wings
to fly
in the shifts
of new dawn’s tides
reaching far and wide
*
moments to gather
pieces of hearts
that were shattered
in ego of self
gathering dust somewhere on an invisible shelf
*
shadow of self
entwining in threads
of silver and gold
holding the dreams
illuminated on moonbeams
through shifting thoughts
*
moments to gather
pieces of self
scattered through time
not intended to be left behind
put back together
when self found meaning of forever
*
shadow of self
rides the ripples of time once more
courage to face the unknown on the otherside of the door
stepping within to dwell
moments of gathering
all of self that was scattered
to begin
again
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ladyblue
12*24*12
I just wonder Lady Blue how many pieces of self we shall find as we search the rainbows of time… for I know there are many of me out there some found, some lost and some yet waiting to be discovered… A most Wonderful Poem… Thank you Sue
Brilliant, Compulsive. Dreamlike.
One of my best joys comes when reading your words…awesome way to start my day! Merry Christmas! Much love to you!
This is a perfectly worded poem of where my “self” is. Amazing. Thank you for sharing you gift with those of us who founder when looking for a way to describe how we feel.
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I have never reblogged someone else’s poem but when I read this, I saw ‘myself’ and I wanted to “keep” it safe so I could read it again when I wanted. This helped me realise the value of a poem. Once it is written, it doesn’t disappear; a metaphor for life and self. I could read this poem in my dreams.
Thank you Lady Blue Rose
for your gift
I enjoyed your poem immensely. Thank you for sharing.