Prose - The Shadow Reveals No Purpose

There is no first snow of the year
And no fall except leaves to clear
There is no mountain breeze
Or sunset on a beckoning sea
I have nothing but my mind
To which I am freely confined
In the light devoured by my shadow
Lives a purpose I cannot follow
I cannot sleep in its presence
As it drips on my conscience in mocking defiance
As I wallow in a proudly inflicted wound
My friends refuse to become consumed
With wait for a dream to come true
They walk before the shadow covers them too
In the arena of Spartan solitude
Slavery to convention can be viewed
As eyebrows raise at the hint of deviance
The master becomes captive to his own indifference
What is a welcome respite from conformity
Becomes an obsessive reason for apology
Begging for twilights revelation
Of my purposeful indecision
No matter my random pace
The light assumes its place
As does my troubled reflection
Revealing no companion

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V Qisya 5 years ago

Hi Suburban!I love it very much! My favourite lines,

" As I wallow.....can be viewed". Deep meaning. So beautifully written. Take care and keep writing. Voted up and away ;D

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Genna East 5 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

I think this is a superb hub. I especially liked,

I have nothing but my mind

To which I am freely confined

In the light devoured by my shadow

Lives a purpose I cannot follow

I would love to read more hubs like this…moving; thoughtful; provocative and makes us think. Well done!

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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@V - Thank you. It just kind of hit me yesterday after some things happened with some people I know...

@Genna - You flatter me too much.. I'd like to write more hubs like this as you say. I felt it worked with what I was thinking. Thank you thank you....

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