shadows (Photo credit: mojoey)

Darker shadows suspended
Above particles of falling light
A raven wing fluttering
Amidst the sea of curtains
Wafted in the breeze
I thought my heart would freeze
To see you on the stair
Just standing there in thought
Long before twilight

One part ghoul you simmer
A moment before the boil
And of your intent the faintest glimmer
I should not presume
Long afternoons idly drifting to
A moment of dread and stark revenge
You’re bleeding out the innocence
As though this might appease
A deathly god you hold so close

The shadowy curtain falls
A guillotine upon a fine, slim neck
Remembering other times
I’ve waited far too long for this
Your twisted, deadly lover’s kiss
And all we were
What’s gone before
Just debris on the dirty floor

© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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16 Responses to Suspended

  1. Skye says:

    Very intense, Sis! I remember when I was little how shadows would scare me. This brought me back to those thoughts. Dust particles floating in the air were always little fairies coming to the rescue. lol Well done, Sis!! 🙂

  2. Morgan says:

    Helen this is simply marvelous. I read it three times…couldn’t put it down 🙂

  3. Lovely Helen, great imagery and I love the ending, ‘debris on the dirty floor’.Well done.

  4. Beautifully expressed. Very vivid imagery and lovely words to describe the whole scene. Awesome.

  5. Oooooh this is intense love it

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