Shadows

Shadows.


Shadows are lengthening.
Soon night will descend.
With unwanted haste
this blaze of light will end.

Shadows are lengthening.
Trees stand black and bare.
Beasts awake from slumber.
Crows labour in the air.

Shadows are lengthening.
There's hatred and despair.
The violent and the base lust 
for power everywhere.

Shadows are lengthening.
Old certainties seem to fade.
Is sight diminishing 
or improving with age?

Shadows are lengthening.
Beneath the indigo night
an orange swathe displays
fading ecstasy of light.

Shadows are lengthening.
In the darkness glow
pinpricks of brightness
that only shadows show.

First published in Verse-Virtual August 19