Shadows Dispersed

Tell me now, holier than thou,

do you hear those bones a rattlin?

There’s no rat in the rafters

squeaking happily ever afters ,

that’s the chatter of the skeletons tattlin.


Whispering of light that splinters the night

revealing intended deception.

Both faces in the mirror

exposing traces of shrouded fear

to those swayed in the wrong direction.


So let me ask, without your mask,

can you recognize your own reflection?

Is it the angel that you profess

or the demons that you’ve undressed

that direct your duplicitous intentions?


Art credit: Robert Connett found at


2 responses to “Shadows Dispersed

  1. I can almost hear those tattlin skeletons! Great words

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