Fools Among Shadows
by Kate Demeree
What is this wine red ribbon that I view,
Streaming from my wrist to lay mocking me?
Tonight I sit, dine at life's table with you,
By tomorrow a vulture's feast I will be.
It ebbs with the flicker of candle's flame,
Having waltzed paper ghosts across the floor.
Ragged, torn, faded scratchings which proclaim,
A fool dreamer's love that soon dreams no more.
Dark amber flame flicks, licks with hungry tongue,
Lips once tasted then denied, by a lover.
Memories cruelly stay forever young,
Why must I view the moment I discover
I am but a shadow within his eye
Give me a slow soft kiss with this good bye
Posted on 04/23/2003
Copyright © 2021 Kate Demeree
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Charles E Minshall on 04/23/03 at 01:07 AM|
Memories do last a life time, good or bad. Hope
most are good....Charlie
|Posted by Ken Harnisch on 04/23/03 at 02:19 PM|
your dark bitter sonnet..i recall this one too...eerie and compelling
|Posted by David R Spellman on 04/23/03 at 05:43 PM|
Wonderful imagery turns this sad and eerie piece into a masterpeice!
|Posted by Melissa Arel on 04/23/03 at 06:15 PM|
Great flow & rhyme.. good job.
|Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/20/03 at 11:05 AM|
splendid from stem to delightful stern
|Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 12/03/03 at 03:15 AM|
This poem leaves the reader with its eerie echo, even long after reading the poem
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 06/27/09 at 01:09 PM|
I am trying to get up the motivation to write another sonnet and this one has done it. You do the form proud. Strong images and evocative. Thanks for the gift of this poem for a sonnet is a special gift of love from the poet to the reader.
|Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 10/24/14 at 12:23 PM|
there is an advantage in revisiting a poem and reading it a second time. you discover how much more beautiful it is the second time around. just beautiful Kate. love the line about memories cruelly remaining ever young. so true. so devastatingly true.