It’s hiding in the shadows
I say it won’t last
The murky old memories
Cobwebs of the past
Detritus and debris
Lying on the floor
The body of regret
Dead behind the door
Bitterness and sorrow
Smells of rot and rust
Of damp, dark mildew
Of mold, dank and must.
It’s hiding in the shadows
The pain and the love
The joy and the anger
Mingle in the dust
The hopes and the what-if’s
Broken dreams, failed schemes
Scramble for the strip of light
That peeps beyond the beams
I listen for footsteps
But they are silent in the hall
What’s hiding in the shadows
Won’t come out at all.
Is frozen in the distance
And cannot move or go.
It’s stuck in aged decades
Of many moons ago.
This shadow is looming
And it won’t let me be.
What’s hiding in the shadows
Well, that thing…
Is me.
Things In My Head 
Yeah, I’m pretty slack about housework too, especially window cleaning.
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Thanks Cabrogal. You made me smile again.
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Very powerful poem! I can relate very much to the message of regret, all of the things that had we known before, all the unknown alternatives feels haunting. I feel like so much wisdom happens during mid-life that it’s shocking. I feel almost like a different person than I was before. The imagery in your poem brings out so much of this realization in a very insightful way.
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Thank you so much Judy. I’m definately going through some growing pains. The need to take stock and get those feelings out, gets more insistant. You’re right, so much wisdom comes out during this time of life. It hurts sometimes, but it’s worth it! I’m getting the sense that it’s a very important and significant time now, both personally and in terms of what’s going on in the world.
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You’re welcome Sue. I’m totally am right there with you my friend! When I wake up a stream of memories comes to me of my childhood, my family that I ran way from, the belief in Christianity too. Tears come from regret and worry that I can’t see them again. After waking up to how much media, films, pop culture affected me I regret falling into manipulation. All the good advice about staying with family, forgiveness and old moral values got thrown away as redundant, but they were precious values. I wish I could go back in time but at least I can see it now. I reconnected with my family, including my brother. They all took the injection but so far I’m hoping they got placebos. It hurts and I guess it is releasing old toxins to feel this regret. I think this is one of the most incredible times in human history, I truly don’t know what’s coming next but I ultimately feel comfort that good will win over evil in the end. It’s a blessing for me to have a friendship with you here ❤️!
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I’m glad I connected with my family on a basic level just as all this crap hit the fan. They took the injection too and get-togethers seem unlikely now. My parents are both almost eighty and I worry all the time about them dying, and about elderly friends too. It’s nice that my husbands side of the family went the complete opposite way and only two of them took the vaccine. One of those two has developed myocarditis, a known side effect of the vaccine. It’s very comforting to know people ‘on the other side,’ so to speak. Such a relief and comfort. I feel a huge division between people now. We need to connect more with like minded people. I feel everything’s going to be okay in the end. It is absolutely invaluable to know you and have a friendship with you Judy and I appreciated it very much.
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*Appreciate* it very much, I meant to say. Present tense!
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Hello Sue,
I just had the great privilege of reading your poem. Incredible! Loved it.
Art
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Thank you very much, for your kind comment.
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Hi Sue,
I just had the privilege of reading your poem. Incredible. I loved it.
Art
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Thank you very much!
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