The afternoon makes shadow art on my walls
I look,
then briefly
so fleetly
light hides behind something
I cannot see,
it dances past
and on the wall-
can it be?
what’s on the table
now on the wall,
framed so fitly!
What - What's that I see?
Brightly imprinting, a basket of fruit, a cake stand
the image, fading, fleetly floating...an impression at best.
playful afternoon light's mischief, fading
Love playing with shadows when I take pictures. Very cool post.
Thanks for commenting! Light often is full of surprises.
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