The fur no longer
Covers the chair
Where you used to lie
No more food kernels
To sweep up
Remnants of breakfast
Your meows still
Echo through
My crying memories
I miss you today
As much as yesterday
And every tomorrow
You still purr in my soul
Forever my shadow
My handsome Stumpy
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – echo
He stood still on top of the bridge, looking at his grey shadow. It looked so plain and dreary, just like him. He felt so very alone. Just two days ago she had left him. Claimed he was sick. He didn’t feel sick. He just felt like he needed another drink. Sure, he had a few drinks every night, but he couldn’t be an alcoholic, could he? That was the word she had used. It scared him. Made him take a look at himself and he wasn’t sure he liked what he saw. Could she be right? It just felt like life was spiraling out of control. He loved her so much and felt deep guilt thinking he drove her away.
He sighed deeply and looked again at his shadow. He would have to stop at the liquor store on the way home. She just didn’t understand. And the thought of living without her ripped him apart. There was only one thing that would help, a little bit of vodka.
Written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge (FFFC) #37
There she stands
Larger than life
No distinguishing marks
No discernible features
Just another shadow distorted
And without distinction
A nothing much to see
Possibly even something scary
Stretched by the harsh lights
Filling up the sidewalk
She walks beside me
Seeming to float on air
She is only darkness
Devoid of light
She is the dark side of me
She is my shadow
‘Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – shadow
Standing with a towel
Wrapped around my body
I wipe the mirror of its condensation
I peer through the foggy air
Straining to see myself
The distorted image faces me
Like half a shadow
Only showing part of me
Not the whole picture
It is like my own view
Not quite sure of myself
Not knowing who I am
Like in this foggy bathroom
Eventually the view will clear
And I will see my future
Clearly before me
I only have to believe
This week I feature one of my favorite way to take a picture of myself… my shadow actually. It is me, just not in detail. I don’t have to worry about what to wear, how my hair looks, if I blink at the wrong time. Shadows can create quite a mood too. I hope you enjoy today’s post…
I walk in the dark
A shadow walks too
I quicken my step
The shadow does too
I stop to grab my keys
The shadow does too
I continue walking to my car
The shadow walks too
Once more I quicken my step
The shadow does too
I reach my car and shaking quickly get in
The shadow does too
…no matter how I try
The shadow of my former self won’t leave me alone.
