In the shadow of darkness, I know not what I am capable of.
In the shadow of need, would I steal?
In the shadow of fear… or revenge, would I kill?
Light soars through my veins,
while life leaves me untroubled.
Should the shadow of darkness descend,
will I recognize myself?
This poem was inspired by Jaideep – W3 Prompt #144: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week. I realize it does not conform to all of the requirements, but in the shadow of authenticity, this is what came to light.
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Funny, but I find that it is in the very shadow of darkness, that I come to know exactly what evils I am capable of.
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Thank you, Violet! I guess it all depends on how dark things get.
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A very profound poem Jennifer
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Thank you, Sadje! 😊
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🙏🏼🥰🙏🏼
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I could feel a story emerging behind this one as I read. Well done!
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Thank you, Sarah! 😊
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Jenn, this feels raw and intense to me. The questions you pose in the shadow of darkness are unsettling yet deeply thought-provoking, drawing the reader into a battle of self-awareness.
Much love,
David
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Thank you, David! 😊
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Jennifer this was nicely done using a very difficult prompt! Bravo!
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Thank you, Val! 😊
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The use of questions helped make this a very effective poem, and what big questions! I’m glad you bent the rules of the prompt and let this poem find its own way.
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Thank you, Deanna! 😊
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hi, Jenn 🥰
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by li’l ol’ me, is now live:
Enjoy❣️
Much love,
David
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