that So Cal
LOL, i gotta say, kindred spirit, ur words were kinda ironic. "I know the feeling" AHAHA! Get it? cuz ur a "kindred" spirit? ahahha, cracks me up!
Ahem...Sorry bout that. Anyway, um...nehematala, i liked how the beginning started of kinda neutral: "The wind blowing
The sun shining" Gives both a sense of isolation, yet warmth at the same time. But "suddenly", the shadows seem to eclipse that very warmth, leaving just he cold. Those shadows even leave you small, vulnerable to the "yarding" (sounds like ur swept away by an intangible garden rake). Also, the speaker realizes that there's a way out, yet he (or she) remains trapped.
At first, just cuz of the line "Cold like a graveyard", I imagined some poor soul getting dragged down by shadows in some cemetery. But thinking it over, it doesnt have to be literal. Doubt, worry, sorrow, even hate, are all effective at trapping a person. Often, there's a way out, but it can be difficult to do so, especially on one's lonesome.
Hmm, good job! Poems that make me think differently or make me analyze a bit are pretty fun to read. Thanks!
There is power in the pen.