The Shadow by Brendan Stoneham

The Shadow

by Brendan Stoneham

Hiding in the light, the shadow dwells within herself.

As the sun sets, the dark rose rises,
And the shadow spreads its claws.
Overtaking alleyways and streets,
Till midnight black sets the air like concrete.
Everywhere is covered,
The shadow covers light,
And everywhere is the shadowy woman anti-light,
So even the moonlight gives up futile fight.
Brendan continues his heroic effort to publish a poem a day on his own website. Take a look at Poem a day guy

3 thoughts on “The Shadow by Brendan Stoneham

  1. I really like this-not because it filled me with smiles, rather it created a reaction of sadness, questioning ‘why female?’ It creates discussion love it!


  2. To be honest. I’m not quite sure what to make of this poem. On first reading, it seems to be riddled with contradictions – or am I being too literal in my reading of it? I like the sense of the all-embracing shadow it creates; particularly the line ‘Till midnight black sets the air like concrete’. I don’t quite know what to make of the ‘shadowy woman anti-light’.
    It goes without saying; but I’m going to say it anyway. This is a very thought provoking poem.


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