A Thousand shadows

Short Poem

A Thousand Shadows:

 

Velvet flowers of perception not

Touch taste smell

They do not exist

 

The stems hide each other

Blending in like

An animal herd

 

The predator blinks his eyes

Yet cannot focus

It is continuous

 

Individually they are nothing

Together a threat

Nowhere to run

 

The predator is now trapped

For recognition failed

Without evidence

Reviews

[Weeping willow]

Wonderfully expressed,filled with emotions;-]

[Wolf_Lord]

Thank you so much... It is actually a poem written by a character in one of my stories... That is yet to be. It is the first poetry attempt by a young prince of the Quin Dynasty. The first attempt of a dynasty prince is almost like the first kill of a hunter. It is quite a large ornate affair of state. Some day I will print the story, but it is still in handwritten form and only half finished. Perhaps I will post the first chapter to get it going though.
Wolf ,'', ^@@^ ,'', PS... love your icon