shadows smirk
as you seek them
while they hide
in the moment
of high noon
poetry and some more
poetry and some more
shadows smirk
as you seek them
while they hide
in the moment
of high noon
Twisted tales of times true
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Well done, Sonya,awesome! :)
Do I detect a hidden, deeper meaning to this? Or is it just my interpretation? Either ways, another Sonya special!
Dear Sonya,
Thank you for this. I very much like the meaning-rich images which come alive from this poem.
High noon…I love the fullness of that here.
All good wishes,
robert
Hi Robert,
Thank you for that, I actually had a brief thought of putting up an image for the poem. Am happy to hear that the words sufficed :)