Shadow In The Shade

Nicholas Browning

"Who are you?" said he, -

Tiny, weak and faint.

Cursing his wretched chemistry,

Lament, to reacquaint.

 

A seeping mist intruded

Upon ceremony righteously bright;

Looming glee, the vanguard,

Tragedy: its source of pride.

 

"I am he", says I,

Fugitive of good and wrong.

The balance of the scale -

But a jester, humming along.

 

Mercy's teary gemstone,

The rust-blade at gallows' edge.

Succulence in memory;

Proprietor, of regret.

 

I laugh, and I cry, all the while, as I hide

From the brilliance that is "Today."

To weep, and make wary, man unordinary,

Plucking light in the dark of his shade.

  • Author: Nicholas Browning (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 13th, 2021 08:54
  • Comment from author about the poem: A better one than earlier, the themes are similar though. Hope you enjoy.
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  • Trenz Pruca

    Thank you. A good and thoughtful poem.

  • Goldfinch60

    That light is always there for us but some do not want to see it.

    Andy

    • Nicholas Browning

      Thanks for the visit Andy. Some people I believe are also unable to see it, which is quite sad to witness.

    • orchidee

      Good write N.



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