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Posted by Beeme on March 13, 2011 - 20:06

Shadows project across
the back of mountains.
Your shadows lengthens
but doesn’t fall
far from me.
Translucent light
shines like a torch,
an auburn sun-ray
searching…
a silent crowd.
Stepping one by one
onto a mirage road,
like unaware faces
on worn-out video cameras.
Sunlight curves
around the hillside
like angel's wings,
making plans for
a legion of souls.

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Comments

seashore | March 13, 2011 - 21:21

This is lovely Beeme - just one small point, should it be
`your shadow lengthens' or `your shadows lengthen'?

Really good though.

Highhat | March 14, 2011 - 07:13

another brilliant poem Beeme
;)Pia

seashore | March 14, 2011 - 09:17

PS - a typo? `Angels' for `angles'? Just come back to read it again because it's so good and spotted that! xx

Beeme | March 14, 2011 - 11:12

Thank you very much Seashore, changed both typo's. Awwh I'm really happy you enjoyed :)

Beeme xx

Beeme | March 14, 2011 - 11:14

Thank you Pia, glad you enjoyed this so much :)

Beeme xx

shoe | March 14, 2011 - 18:14

Thought provoking, and demanding more than one read, I love these lines especially

a silent crowd.
Stepping one by one
onto a mirage road,
like unaware faces
on worn-out video cameras.

a poem of magnitude, much enjoyed.

Beeme | March 17, 2011 - 08:53

Thank you very much Shoe, I'm so very happy you enjoyed.

Beeme xxx

fatboy74 | March 17, 2011 - 17:11

Yes I also like this - really deserves to be read a couple of times as shoe says. :-)

rjnewlyn | March 17, 2011 - 23:45

Wonderful - the last three lines in particular.
Rob

Beeme | March 18, 2011 - 22:13

Thank you very much Fatboy, really happy you enjoyed :)

Beeme xx

Beeme | March 18, 2011 - 22:35

Thank you greatly, Rob. So happy you enjoyed :)

Beeme xx