“Shadows lengthen where truths hesitate to speak.” The shoreline carried a new weight as evening fell. Shadows crept further across the lawn, stretching toward the water as if trying to claim what daylight left behind. Conversations had thinned, but the sense of being overheard remained. Even in the silence, it felt as though someone was
In Shadows at the Edge
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A beautiful poem full of wisdom. If truth is rejected and shamed and therefore hesitate to speak (as we often see now a day) the darkness will spread.
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What a beautifully atmospheric and haunting excerpt! The opening line immediately draws the reader in, and the imagery of lengthening shadows, fading daylight, and the quiet shoreline creates a wonderful sense of mystery and suspense.
I love how the silence itself seems to become a character, making us feel that something unseen is watching from the edges. Your words create an intriguing tension between what is spoken and what remains hidden.
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On the surface it reads like a spooky movie, but the message of truth not being able to speak is even more frightening. Maggie
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Even though your words feel ominous, the beauty of that moment on the cove shines through. Your photo is spectacular, Kerri. I can’t get over the reflections of that amazing sky!
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And that was right outside.. 😊😊😊😊
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