...Shadow Mouse...

This is the mouse we rescued out of the garbage can in the house...
This is the mouse we rescued out of the garbage can in the house... | Source

My little wanderer

inside my head

he nibbles corners

looking for bread

he cannot stop

cannot be caught

in shadowed corners

ego is fought

like a long growing stem

in a labyrinth dark maze

the shadow mouse trembles

and hides in its shade

he cannot be baited

he cannot be trapped

for his shadow must linger

until the day has lapped

his whiskers like fingers

like whispers in webs

his black eyes like seeds

asleep in his head

but when the sun sleeps

and the mind starts to slow

he comes again quickly

with the little he knows

and its the little he knows

that makes the most of the noise

my little shadow mouse

is always employed...

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Carole Anzolletti 2 years ago from The Phantom Queen's Labyrinth Author

Thank you Anna Haven! I appreciate that so much :)


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Anna Haven 2 years ago from Scotland

Interesting and clever analogy.

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