Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Hide and seek



Hide and seek

We are children.
We play hide and seek,
and cling to the shadowed places;
pretending that no one can see us.
Imagining that we
will not be found.

The light is not our friend.
Send it away,
lest it shine revealingly
upon our hiding places;
our living, our dying,
the things we do.

Seductive darkness, brush our cheeks.
Let our eyes remain closed,
reassured;
that we might continue
our multiple deceptions.
Lest we be found.

The darkness is many;
the cracks
through which the light comes in
are few.
The candle flame flickers;
Small, but defiant.


© Ken Rookes 2015.

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