A Shadow At Midnight

A Shadow At Midnight short poem

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A Shadow moves in the corner of the eye,
Sending a chill through the warm summer sky,
Rustling trees seem to whisper your name,
Doubling back from whence they came.

Your footsteps match the thuds behind,
You stop and turn but there’s nothing to find,
A breeze ripples past your neck and ear,
Your heart thunders on, betraying fear.

A figure beckons from a nearby tree,
You move towards the anomaly,
Treading over twigs and leaves galore,
Curiosity egging you on for more.

You follow the shadow that leaves no trail,
As darkness casts a misty veil,
Your pace quickens as the forest thins out,
The shadow disappears as you search all about.

Looking down you find what renders you stiff,
Footprints leading to the edge of a cliff,
You see it now when nothing was there,
Sightless eyes return your stare.

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Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending!I am a simple, seemingly quiet person wishing to make the most out of life's beautiful (and not so beautiful) things. I think a lot and learn a lot by thinking...sometimes too much for my own good. Try not to take me by face value. I'm a strong believer in love and the inner goodness of mankind (hey! Stop rolling your eyes!), it's rare perhaps, but it IS there! At this point I've stopped trying to figure out how people function, and have decided instead to live for the moment, and go where life takes me. So far, despite the obstacles and setbacks, life has been kind....and in every moment there are so many memories waiting to happen! Is life fair? No. But as a wise friend of mine once said....pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional! So my advice to all those struggling with life: Smile and breathe through each day! Life will unfold in due course.....Sometimes one overlooks the fact that although life is with us, WE are not with life. For now, I live each moment as if it is my last...so that in every moment I can rediscover and appreciate life in all its complexities.
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J.rid
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great read great poem the steps we all at the last take to nowhere.

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