Living in the Shadows

Shadow David


though smiles

and pleasant words might say


Despite the brightness of

our everyday pathways

there is a shadow inside all of us…

intertwined and leaking smoky tendrils

that wrap loosely around the light..

The dark and the bright mix and smile

together exchanging familiar knowing glances

revealing a kinship from ages past

till not even the wisest

of eyes could tell

which one was which

or either



David L.Β  Whitman 05/19/2012 from under a sky so blue….


37 thoughts on “Living in the Shadows

  1. Yep…that about says it, but ever so eloquently…love it. “leaking smoky tendrils…revealing a kinship from ages past…”…smokin’ words! Love them.

  2. Ahhh… David’s Shadow comes out to greet us!! Love this πŸ™‚ You know how I feel about our shadow-selves though …. somehow feel honored that you wrote this, just in part due to my haunting you with my shadow posts once a week!! hee! hee! Seriously though, The poem is fantastic – and the image…wonderful. Pleased to meet ‘Shadow David’!! Sending Love & LIght from Boston, MA! ~RL

    • Thank you Chito…Actually went out yesterday before dusk to see if i could recreate that interesting claw grip shadow from your page…Really fascinating..Have a great day:)

  3. What a wonderful mix of light and dark and playful perspicacity. I felt a tug this way and that way, while being alarmed and calm at the same time. Superbious!

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