Slipping into Umbra
No Return in Sight
By Randy Wayne Jellison-KnockPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Blinded by a hidden light
Deafened by a deluge of thought
How can one without substance
Find themselves eclipsed?
And yet I slip
Obscured from your heart
Naught but penumbral memory
All but lost.
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And so I stare
For as long as I must
At your visage annular
Until such time
As I see no more
And my soul evanesce
Into deepest shadow.
About the Creator
Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock
Retired Ordained Elder in The United Methodist Church having served for a total of 30 years in Missouri, South Dakota & Kansas.
Born in Watertown, SD on 9/26/1959. Married to Sandra Jellison-Knock on 1/24/1986. One son, Keenan, deceased.
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