My favorite
shadow
leaves me
to climb its
own trees.
And when it
returns
it bears
gifts,
whispering
as
I sleep,
pillow to
ear,
what my
dreams forget
when the
view down here
is not so
clear.
Copyright ©
2013 Jennifer Wagner
smiles...the shadow leaving to climb a tree makes me think of childhood...ha...i like it getting a better perspective...and its coming back to share as well..a bit of magic in that...smiles.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Jennifer.
ReplyDeleteWhen things are not clear, we can only hope for a better and brighter day ~
ReplyDeleteBeautiful message Jennifer ~
The is so adroitly done, and so pleasing. So that's what benevolent shadows do when we're not looking.
ReplyDeleteThis is magical, Jen.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully penned. There are definitely messages to be found in shadows.
ReplyDeleteNice tight rhythm. Shadow is a worthy and mysterious subject.
ReplyDeleteOh, I do like this
ReplyDeleteMy favorite shadow
leaves me
to climb its own trees.
lovely. sad that a favorite shadow should disappear, but if it brings back gifts...especially when it helps to reacquaint you with lost dreams.
ReplyDeleteI really like this, and felt it.
ReplyDeleteOh, I just love the title, and all that follows it. Perfect.
ReplyDeleteI love your work, Jennifer. This one is enchanting.
ReplyDelete'when the view down here is not so clear...' It gets like that, doesn't hit. beautiful whispers of hope. lovely.
ReplyDelete'doesn't it?' 'it......' oops.
DeleteYour imagination soared with this one. So witty, succinct, and charming.
ReplyDeletehow cool is that when the own shadow leaves for adventures while you sleep...made me smile
ReplyDeleteHa. Very clever idea. Really charming and lovely. This is Manicddaily - Karin Gustafson - http://Manicddaily.wordpress.com - blogger wants me to use old id. k.
ReplyDeleteyou had me at hello! that title is a poem in itself. love, love, love this.
ReplyDeleteand, thank you for your comment :)
This is really good Jennifer. I love the idea of that free-spirited shadow and I agree that the title is a total winner :)
ReplyDeleteNicely expressed wise tidbit of truth and wisdom. I don't think we could survive without hope.
ReplyDeleteI had not thought of our shadow as hope before, but your are so right; it never leaves us ..nice.
ReplyDeleteYes... magical is the word for this one...to gather what dreams forget...nice!
ReplyDeleteSimple, beautiful and deep - my favourite kind of poetry.
ReplyDeleteThe title of this is the most beautiful title I've ever seen...and that carries into the body of the poem as well. Wow my friend...
ReplyDeleteIts beautiful :)
ReplyDeleteso loved how you involved the shadow
ReplyDeleteShadows are cool. I love the way yours has such a good time too:)
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