In contrast with shadows
The shadows cannot find you now,
Or pain to tease your soul,
The earth has consummated you in death.
The cold wind that hunted you,
To cut you to the bone;
Has now to turn back upon itself.
I hope the lake retained its stillness?
It did the last time I was there;
When I ran with breaded hands, to feed the swans,
We watched trees reflect a frosted beauty,
As we walked along the grassy knoll,
But we cannot restore the echoes that have gone.
So the shadows still continue,
They even haunt your grave,
But never penetrate beneath the clay,
They cannot speak or trouble you,
Despite of how they try;
Yet are persistent in returning day to day.
John Anthony Fingleton: He was born in Cork City, in the Republic of Ireland. Poems published in journals and anthologies in Ireland, UK, USA, India and France as well as three plays produced. Poet of the Year (2016) Destiny Poets International Community. Poems read on Irish and American radio as well in Spanish on South American broadcasts. Contributed to four books of poetry for children. Has poems published in numerous national and international journals, reviews, and anthologies. Poet of the Month (March 2019) Our Poetry Archive. First solo collection ´Poems from the Shadowlands´ was published in November 2017, which is available on Amazon. Web https://lostvikingpoetryjohnanthonyfingleton.wordpress.com/