I like to play among the shadows,
to slip between them,
and play hide-and-seek with the light.
I like to watch the light grow
into the spaces
the shadows leave behind.
Study in Shadows, Copyright Silverleaf 2014
Light and Shadow, Copyright Silverleaf 2014
"5 minute walks"
food, beauty, happiness.
A sailboat, a couple, and their little dog too.
Where your words matter.
Poems | England | Staffordshire | East Anglia | Northern Ireland | Nearing the end of the marathon that is The Needwood Poems.
you may ask yourself, well, how did i get here
The road to the forum is paved with good intentions.
Mostly unfinished stories primarily produced as a direct result of my association with the OC Writers Guild
A Clairvoyant Journey. One Life. One Quest. Find the Truth.
My Great Aunt Norah's wartime diaries, 1938-1948
fitting somewhere between family and fiction
Confessions of a Grammar Ghoul
Photography
What happens in the shadows stays in the shadows. Only the shadow knows.
Really like the second photo, it’s nice and simple but it makes me want to see what’s outside the door!
Thank you! I could tell you what’s outside the door, but I think it’s better to leave that to your imagination 🙂
Oh yes definitely best left to the wondering mind, don’t ruin the illusion, haha!