Shadow poem #keepsake

Fancied myself as a bit of a poet in 1988 – here’s one of the not-so-depressing ones I found when cleaning out the storage locker.

Once upon a shadow
upon the pavement.
Dark but no –
Transparent.
Sometimes life and sometimes
Solid.

But never stands as a barrier –
to any
But the tiny creature
afraid of the night.

1988