November #BlogBattle: Hypnotic
A shadow plays behind my back A court jester, making fun of my life Would that I could cut myself free From the thing that follows me At the same time, I find it fascinating Hypnotic, troublesome How has my shadow taken on a life of its own? What does it mean for me? How far is it going to go? It is taking the mickey out of the way I walk Each time I trip, I look clumsy as I fall It’s my shadows fault I see his head rock back with laughter I never fully turn to face it The corner of my eye works well Somehow, his mickey taking Is transferring to my life I wonder if I have been hexed by a friend for some slight I have forgotten If so, how do I break the spell? Get my true shadow back The one that watches over me…
© Anita Dawes 2021
That was creepy. Nicely done.
Thank you so much, Sam…
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I like how you changed my perception of the shadow as I read through this piece. At first it reminded me of childhood, when we play with our shadows to ‘confirm’ it mimics our every move. But then it got me thinking about people who shadow us … for better or for worse. Great depth as always. Nice job!
Thank you, I’m glad you liked it!