David Wood
Written Art - Poems

"Shadow Walking"

 

Showing my shadow the sky

my brother (the dark)

lay soft weeping

 

so I picked him up

(and curling him like

the blanket he was in)

took my shadow outside

 

look at the clouds

look at the clouds

I said

 

how light my shadow was

my opposite rolled up in my arms

soft-weeping

 

© 'Shadow Walking'