Part I of Winter Art Tag

.Melancholy.


Shadows Welcome

the sun won't set fast enough
that gentle swell of patient darkness
seems miles
and oceans
and lifetimes away
with it's refuge
hiding the arid
and colorless landscape
that makes your eyes ache
and the blood crawl slowly
through your veins

when the moon finally glows
and a dim peace settles in
your world becomes small
and friendly
in a foolish way
like an impenetrable fortress made
from fuzzy cotton blankets
and dining room chairs

and inside you are safe
and you understand everything
and you seal up all the gaps
to keep the light
and the cold air out


-- Jeremy Duke