Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Shadow Elusive



Sometimes I see
a black shadow,
ghostly,
slipping along a wall
at the farthest edge 
of my peripheral vision,
so elusive
I can barely catch it
out of the corner 
of my eye.

I never turn my head.
I don't want to
look too close.
I'd rather believe
that it is you.

Peggy's prompt over at Poetry Jam tonight is: Shadows. For fourteen years, I had a big black wolf shadowing me everywhere I went. The last two years without him I have so felt his absence. But every now and then, barely glimpsed out of the corner of my eye, sometimes there is the hint of a black shadow...........

22 comments:

  1. I hear you with this poem, Sherry, especially the not turning your head...sometimes it is better that way. A poignant poem!

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  2. deeply personal, comfortingly universal!


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  3. Hi Sherry. I read your note you left over at Poetry Jam and Pup was the first to come to mind. Happy visitations!

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  4. He is there, reminding you he hasn't left and, is waiting.
    Very touching and, heart felt.

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  5. Sometimes presence is better felt.

    Well written, ma'am.

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  6. It's him. And even if it isn't? It still is.

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  7. oh dang....yeah...better to believe than determine it otherwise...and i like to think it is him...smiles.

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  8. Aw, why wouldn't his spirit be with you? It's him, and I know it's comforting to you to feel his presence.

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  9. Oh how intriguing! You have your own personal protector.

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  10. Wow this wrings my heart. His shadow is shaped just like our Belle. Hugs for you and Pup.

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  11. A yearning so true, Sherry! It has a way of becoming a reality if one persist long enough! Nicely Ma'am!

    Hank

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  12. Sherry, I had a black wolf shadowing me too, such love--I see him sometimes, and sometimes I think he just came back in Max! Sending love. A beautiful poem.

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  13. I took Ray to Mackenzie beach the other day, to introduce him to that little island riddled with trails he had to duck through since he's rather taller than me. I felt Sid with me again. They're never gone!

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  14. I've sensed my dearly departed critters like that. Your beautiful poem brought it back - and in a very nice way. Your buddy is still with you...

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  15. Yes I feel the same way Sherry it is better just to believe.....that last line is a beautiful ending to this one....love this!

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  16. can relate with this....a part of your subconscious mind.....

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  17. The wolf spirit is a strong force .. like you!!

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  18. I don't blame you for not wanting to look...sometimes believing is much more important than knowing. Very nicely done!

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  19. what an amazing companion to have had!

    thanks for joining in at Poetry Jam, Sherry!

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  20. Very interesting turn of events. I was expecting a negative emotion to be associated with the shadow. Instead the shadow is a connection to something quite positive.

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  21. Brilliantly spooky and it DOES send a tingle up the spine!!! LOVE IT.

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  22. Lovely to know we never really lose them, isn't it Sherry? Though what wouldn't we give to wrap our arms around their furry necks one more time...

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