Listening To Shadows
 

Do you hear the shadows? 
hear them climbing up the walls? 
dark as night, 
left by light, 
Talking to each other. 
Do you hear the shadows? 
Hear them running down the halls? 
tall as the sky 
or low they lie 
squatting on the floor. 

Do I hear the shadows? 
Hear their ghostly calls, 
their little shrieks 
their moans and creaks, 
Yes, I hear them with my eyes. 

To hear them you must see them, 
To see them you must look, 
To look you must know of 
The shape your shadow took. 

When you see a shadow 
It holds an object's form, 
Distorted and contorted 
A shape not of the norm. 

A 2 dimensional image 
cast by lack of light, 
imagine it in 3-d 
now you've got it right. 

Look what it is doing, 
Watch how the shadow moves, 
Slow as the sun goes by, 
or fast like galloping hooves? 

Think about what it's touching 
as it scrapes along, 
on pavement or on wood 
they make a different song. 

So you can hear a shadow, 
I'm glad of what you've found, 
But now could you please help me? 
I want to see a sound. 
 


(C) Copyright 1999
CRAIG PARKES
All Rights Reserved

The Nexus Collection
CRAIG PARKES

Caged
Death
Fear

Goals Got and Shortsighted Plans

Listening to Shadows

Looking through my Window

Numb

Past Long Present

Raging Thoughts

Stainless Steal

Words are my Wings




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