Writing Prompt

It was finally their day to be free,

To leave the clutches of the objects

With whom the were supposed to be.

Today was the day of wandering shadows.

Once confined to something,

Living or not,

The shadows roam free now,

No longer under our control.

The shadows are not here to harm,

But rather to wander,

To see the world the way

They want to see it.

The shadows now dance

A gleeful dance,

For ...

A shadow is

A projection of your soul

Faithfully following you,

Bound to the choices

Of your being

You know it’s there

But do you really see it?

Have you fed it?

If you untied the bindings

And let your shadow free…

Who would follow who?...

( listen to the song lose it - oh wonder while reading)

I sink into the cool pool

Deeper

And deeper

Melodies play in my head

I can breath but my heart still beats

My shadows and everything around

Dances with me

The bubbles filling my ears

“Don’t you stop the music

Get into it won’t you dance with me”

I breath in, water filing my lungs

“Move your feet and feel it, in the space betwee...

A tree is rooted in the soil

Deep and strong

And growing

Forever and ever and ever

But not me

Not the shadow

I can wander

Far and wide

I sleep in the tree branches

Where my home is

Where I live

And I breathe

But in the nighttime is when I am free

Hidden from all the sight

Able at last

To go to where I want to be

When everyone is asleep

I stretch from the leaves

One dark wisp at a time

Slowlin...

I wasn’t confined to him anymore; he always kept me inside,

Yelling at me whenever I came to him; he’d say, damn it, you’re always getting in the way,

There were others like me, with an ‘owner’ too; we planned to run, run as far as possible,

Maybe even see each other one day, in a new city; in a new house,

Repainted anew or the centerpiece of an art gallery or broken and rebuilt stronger

That...

We think we’re chained,

But at last we’re free,

They thought they drained,

The life from me.

As we move,

To and fro,

We remove,

Our simple ghost.

Look at us!

Wandering about,

We need to trust,

This faithful turnout.

Freedom feels nice,

As we move through the night,

But our only vice,

Is the lack of light.

I try to see,

But as hard as it is,

This is not for me,

I’d rather be helpless....

Every night, when The moon rises

And the sunlight fades from the sky

You lose sight of your shadow

Have you ever wondered why?

Each night, our shadows detach from our feet

Left to wander through the sea of darkness

Creeping as a fog

Invisible to our eyes, our ears, our noses

Not visible at all

They take to the streets

walking slow, or fast

Keeping just out of sight of the streetlights

Silent as ca...

Shadows live short lives, lives all the same,

Midnight shadows on the window pane,

I’m pulling I’m pulling

Set me free

Velcro from the bed, from the house, from the floor,

Unstick all alone in the house by the door

I’m my own object,

I’m my own kin,

Unstick and begin,

To wander, and love, and lie,

Sit and travel, dream then die

A flitter in the night as they escape from the pry

Of an objects cold ...

Swish, swoop, swirl,

the shadow came off of the girl.

Lunge, leap, lie,

as light and as dark as a fly,

it flitted about

and moved like a shout,

as the sound goes around

off the wall like a ball

and lands where it will

in the stillness of it all....

The smoky air coalesces to a point

Stretching against the frame of your body

Pulling you into the abyss

To look into its eyes is to look into yourself

The emptiness of nothingness

Cloaking the world against the light

These obsidian jewels glinting in its contrast

Shimmering on the edges.

They start to shift and morph,

Twisting and snapping at their hinges

The pandora’s box unstitching itself from...