Creeping Shadows

I found a flower scorching in the sun,
a dreamt up passion fading in the flesh;
and stroked each tender petal, one by one,
'til both our souls were bare enough to mesh.

And so, we danced like whispers in the crowd,
cocooned within the threads of our desire.
While all that hectic world spun 'round so loud,
we nestled in a rage of quiet fire.

And now, the warmth we've shared seems in the air,
so thick the odd breeze beckons me to bask,
and moods that test the heart so often flare,
so here, dear reader, I will plainly ask-

If love is all it takes to make life shine,
then why are shadows creeping into mine?

Author's Note

Please let me know what you think.

Reviews

[Laz K.]

Very well-written, well-thought out poem based on well-percieved movements of the soul where passions, desires, illusions, fantasies gyrate, crashing on the sharp rocks of reality. Love has its own rules and laws, and these are hardly ever compatible with our petty daily lives. Love is a law, a force like gravity: impersonal and absolute. This is what I have to say in response to your request, "Please let me know what you think." Really great poem...really great.

[mattavelli]

Thanks for reading and your thoughts, Laz! :)

[Anonymous]

The way you constructed this poem, I can almost imagine it happening to me, or in a story someplace. And the last part- that's amazing!

[mattavelli]

Thanks again for reading! :)

[Miss Sharon]

(If love is all it takes to make life shine, then why are shadows creeping into mine?) A perfect closure to this beautiful write. Bravo! ~Sharon

[mattavelli]

Thanks for reading, Sharon! :)

[duff]

I really enjoy an opening line that grabs you and yours captivates. i like it.

[mattavelli]

Hanks for reading, duff! :)

[William Michael Reeves]

The title got my attention and to my pleasant surprise it was a sonnet. Shakespearean sonnet. I've been studying thanks to you. The poem is beautiful as well as well executed. And that twist at the end you were telling me about. I've been waiting anxiously for your approval of my sonnet.

[mattavelli]

Thanks for reading, William! :)
I'll check it out.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello my friend.
"If love is all it takes to make life shine,
then why are shadows creeping into mine?"
The creeping shadows are always waiting for us. Life can be tricky. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[mattavelli]

Thanks for reading, Coyote! :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.

[Patricia]

I really enjoyed this, well written, and yes, shadows, well they do come with us no matter who we are with. We all come with baggage and it’s to be expected but the answer is to walk over them as if they are not there. They had there time.

[mattavelli]

Thanks for reading, Patricia! :)
"walk over them as if they are not there" -- that is lovely.

[Patricia]

Well it works for me, usually;) and I just noticed I wrote there instead of their LOL yep, I went to college! Time to go back, Geeze!

[Orphic dreamer]

this poem is so intriguing as you wonder where all the magnificent imagery is taking you and the ending line suddenly punches with a conclusive question that relates to many, each line has so much depth of ethereality.

"And so, we danced like whispers in the crowd,
cocooned within the threads of our desire.
While all that hectic world spun 'round so loud,
we nestled in a rage of quiet fire."
yet, these lines are pure enchantment.

[mattavelli]

Thanks for reading, Dreamer! :)

[Fran Marie]

Those shadows have a way of
sneaking in and surrounding a
relationship even the most solid
ones when you least expect it
stuff happens beyond our control

Nice Work Matt

[mattavelli]

Thanks for reading, Fran! :)

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I totally identify with this poem. A few years back I was in a relationship with a woman who I had known since we were teens. Through the years we had remained good friends. In our 30s we met up again. I had just ended a relationship and she was in one that was crumbling. There was this fire between us, pure raw intense and all consuming. I should have trusted my intuition but I didn't. I accepted my bad choice made in ruining the amazing friendship we once had. And in the end I felt those shadows that you speak of at the end of your poem. Amazing work Matt. Great writing should always ask the reader to ask questions of themselves, whether good or bad.

[mattavelli]

Thanks for reading, Carlos! :)
Ive pretty much lost all my friends to distance or disagreements. I'm a bridge burner. Haha
Marriage is different. If I try to get away from her, shell stick to me like napalm. Haha

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

hahaha that only reflects her strong bound of love for you, Matt. And from your writing I can see why. You are a profound and deep thinker, with a heart that matches your intellect. I myself have burned many a bridge and am also stubborn as hell. I'll be the first to admit. Integrity and character means a lot to me. I accept flaws and imperfections because I have many faults myself, but honesty means a lot to me. I tend to expect that a lot from myself and others. Thank you for these small conversations and also the art you share as well. You are a good person and it shows through your work.