LITR 3731 Creative Writing 2008

Craig White

Double Shadow

That life was mine

I wish always to be

I cannot leave the place at home

that won’t remember me.

Streetlight radiates a corner

A house reflects each minute as before.

The door awaits my hand,

swings; latch clicks out the evening.

Down another hallway

breathes the emptiness of sleep

Bless you, little one, waking to see your family’s

sound and color, the noise of faith and friends.

Or did I dream it different then?

Instead of me, who might have been?

Reach out and catch me when I turn, please

hold me close to all that once was mine

(2nd copy of poem for workshop revision, 28 Feb 2008)

Double Shadow

That life was mine

I wish always to be

I cannot leave this place called home

that won’t remember me.

Streetlight radiates a corner

A house absorbs the times before.

The door awaits my hand,

swings shut the silhouette.

Down another hallway

breathes the emptiness of sleep

Bless you, little one, waking to your family’s

sound and color, the noise of faith and friends.

Or did I dream it differently?

Who might have been, Instead of me?

Catch me, catch me when I turn please

hold me close to all that once was mine