Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, October 28, 2012

The Shadow

The more you keep it down the more it grows
It thrives in places where there is no light
The more you try to hide the more it knows
It taunts you when you lie awake at night

You never know when it may want to play
A game of cat and mouse inside your head
And if you try to make it go away
The longer it will stay with you instead

It visits you in dreams so dark and deep
In wishes and in secrets long rejected
The beast will keep on eating you alive
Until you hold it, make it feel protected

For once you see the shadow face to face
You see that it's yourself you must embrace.

The Shadow - Steven.Kenny


Sherry Blue Sky said...

OH MY GOODNESS! This is so profoundly and wonderfully true, especially the last lines. LOVED! THIS! This is the kernel of the journey, right here, kiddo. And you nailed it.

Brian Miller said...

dang...nice...and true as well...the shadow is already there...and you must embrace it...and at the same time yourself...

Wolfsrosebud said...

i never guessed the ending...

nene said...

Well versed mi amiga
You're at the top of your game with this one

Gracias for sharing

Back at the house but living only in half of it. Just coming to the realization how much personal wall hanging art work purchased or from friends we lost in the flood.

This blog of friends keeps fond memories alive

Kerry O'Connor said...

Wow! The couplet really tied up your quatrains to perfection. This sonnet contains a powerful message for your readers.

Mary said...

Truly this is a wonderful poem. We definitely have to make friends with our 'shadow self,' I think and bring the shadows to the light of day!

Thanks for sharing in Poetry Pantry. I am late in making the rounds, but appreciative of your support nonetheless.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

A lesson we all must learn.

J Cosmo Newbery said...

So very true - love the illustration too!