Shadows
Negative of light
Lightly prance full into view
Snowflakes collide
Exploding aloud
In a crowded mind
Or maybe less
And not at all
Empty on the corner
In a square of sunshine
Turning downward
Into a haunted alley
Simple now
Or meaningless
And not at all
The fruits of age
Juice running away
Into little puddles
Splashing upwards
In clouds across
And up and down
An amazing mess
Or meaningless
And not at all.