Falling shades of light

he comes for me

through the oaks and the elms of night

in the tangle of shadows

relentlessly searching in his imagination

I retreat into my timeless prison

my intimate darkness

a silent witness

his thoughts reaching me from afar

© Ann Bagnall

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