Shadowland

Shadowland

Light hides
amongst the trees,
drawing us in
to seek it out.

We step though
a shadowland,
watching the world,
flicker…flicker.

Then, there it is,
bright and clear.
a glint in the eye,                                                                                                    
a sparkle.

We have found
our way again,
The light was there
all the time.

Author: photos,poetry and haiku by Derek Ross

I am a photographer/ poet from Dumfries in South West Scotland. I concentrate on minimalist images and prefer using an iPhone these days. As far as my writing is concerned, I usually write short poems (some in Scots dialect), hence my interest in haiku and related forms. View all posts by photos,poetry and haiku by Derek Ross