Shadowed Self


My shadow seeps along, breaking no lines
This, my stealth, in plain sight
A singular cloud in a parched sky
Fading away, defiant to a willful sun

I watch, reach for the joy as it passes by
Hear the laughter, smiles, giggles of children
Through a mottled and fogged paddock
Watch I can, but participate, no

Poem and photo © 2015 by DC Lessoway