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Photo Bing Images; Thick Fog

Photo Bing Images; Thick Fog

Darkness envelops
as if a deep fog has
settled in a valley,
taking my light
draining my mood.
Anxiety rushes in
to make things
a little more
interesting.
How long this time
will the Shadow lurk
and hold me fast
with her gripping claws?

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  1. I just mentioned to Lillian how essential shadows are to are living, to the texture of our characters. Would we notice light without them?

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  2. I understand this, deeply, Gayle, and hope it’s not autobiographical. There are so many dark edges that can creep in – depression, anxiety, fear. I love that you have named them, and named them something that has no actual substance, Shadow. This is so well done.

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  3. I’m with Gizmo. Beautifully done.

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  4. I’m intrigued: you labeled the Shadow as female–“her gripping claws.” I never have labeled mine as male, seemed always something of an impersonal force. But I guess the Shadow was always me anyway. I’ll call him “Bobwulf!”

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    • That is interesting because I’ve written about this ‘shadow’ in the past and I too thought of it as genderless but somehow ‘she’ emerged with this poem. Bobwulf is as good a name as any! Thanks for coming by! xo

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  5. I do think the interesting portion is the fact that we need those moments of shadows. Reminds of how the sentiment of melancholy was seen as a noble feeling to embrace… when we constantly need to sugar-rush ourselves with yet another high… how we need the valleys…

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    • You’re exactly right, Bjorn, we do need those times of shadows but maybe not to the extreme that sometimes they go. I like that you bring up embracing the feeling of melancholy…that isn’t much thought of as noble these days, but I certainly can see how that may help us in working through the feelings.

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  6. The gripping claws I know too well when the Shadow falls.

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  7. I know this shadow… But there can be no shadow without light, or light without shadow.

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  8. Very evocative. Naming is a powerful weapon.

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    • I hadn’t thought of that before but I suppose identifying it is a start to understanding and perhaps conquering. Thanks, Sarah!

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  9. I like the reference to dark shades.. perhaps of anxiety, pain and grief.. eloquent write ❤️

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  10. The title and shadows gripping claws gave me shivers Gayle ~ Hope the mood doesn’t last long ~

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  11. Can relate to the fog of darkness…and interesting discussion on the gender you used for the shadow… I might have done the same!!

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  12. the agony is vividly expressed, Gayle. I am glad the shadowy fog has left. ❤

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  13. There are some shadows that visit way beyond their welcome or the purpose of appreciating the light and I believe you have described how relentless they can be. So glad you are enjoying the light, Gayle!

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  14. Some shadows do find their way creeping from under our doors. The only way to drive them out is to find and hold on to the light. 🙂

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  15. I feel in the grip of just such a shadow at present. The gendered quality was first upsetting but then, it’s a fit.

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    • Sorry to hear that you’re down in the shadow, Petru. I hope it passes soon. I don’t know why that “she” came forth but it did and I am a she so perhaps it is a fit.

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  16. Darkness and anxiety can drain one’s mood.

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  17. In a moment of shone darkness, we lack our spiritual enlightenment and hope it will appear once again. Powerful words penned by a brilliant poet.
    Namaste
    Izzy 😎

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  18. A poignant poem and the image of the fog in the valley is very strong. I am so glad to read this is no longer a part of your life and you can still draw inspiration from it for your writing from a different place within yourself.

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  19. Beautifully creepy, like the fog, Gayle!

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  20. Shadows
    withiN now
    weatheRed
    blue.. grey
    and bLack
    stOnec0ld..
    FeatheRed
    SpRings riSe..
    fAll wiTh dArk..
    grey scales tone as
    melody oF Fault.. ah…but
    to find within A weaTheRed hUman
    SpiRit.. heARt and miNd
    and body BaLanCing
    who can stop the Rain..
    inside..
    outside..
    so below above..
    and all aRound..:)

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  21. In times of darkness, it is best to seek some light , but we all have dark and light day.

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    • So true…we all have dark and light days. We just hope that the dark ones don’t hang around too very long. Thanks for your visit, Truedessa.

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  22. Rosemary Nissen-Wade

     /  October 4, 2016

    Ooh, those gripping claws are scary!

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