Dark Wardrobe

July 30, 2012
By kitkat8 BRONZE, Rocky Hill, New Jersey
kitkat8 BRONZE, Rocky Hill, New Jersey
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A shadow on the heavens' doorstep,
The whisper of a ghost.
The shiver of doubt that dons a veil,
A shawl of dappled hope.

For every speckled drop of light,
Every sip of liquid gold,
A stranger dons a smoky fabric,
Painting secrets in each fold.

The rays that stroke a sunlit cheek
With fingertips of dreams
Forget to don their robes of satin
Boasting colors never seen.

The cape of night, that elusive fiend,
May cloak the sky it's drawn,
But until its tears bleed black to gray,
It's the coat the light will don.

If the darkness wrapped itself in silk,
A butterfly's cocoon,
Would the threads be unwoven one by one
By the brushstrokes of the moon?

The author's comments:
This poem explores the possibility that people are not one-dimensional. For every good quality someone has, there is an undesirable one inside them, and vice versa. Sometimes these don't balance out, but that's okay. You don't have to fit the textbook definition of being a "good" or "bad" person. You just have to recognize that there will sometimes be conflicting sides to your nature. It will be confusing, but it's part of what makes you different from a paper doll: you have many dimensions, maybe even more than you think.

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