On Returning

 

 Suddenly there was
 All darkness and shade 
 Where you stood.
 Returning you brought twilight
 And reminders of solitude.
  
 What is the question?
 Light through a keyhole?
 And I without a key or chain?


 Suddenly there is light and shadow.
 Enough for magic tricks.
 And your pining eye 
 through the pinhole, slay. Slayed.
 Oh soul! Remember sorrow!






Shelley Rae Bell 

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