RDP Wednesday: Fumble

Painting By Remedios Varo
I was strolling across a smooth clear road
no cars to rush me along
but something caught my foot and I sprawled across the curb
and when I looked up I saw my shadow
racing ahead of me
and
it
was
laughing as it sailed away from the Sun
I am sure that it what I heard.
Maybe it was the fall
and I was just confused
but sometimes when I’ m walking
and my shadow is at my heel
I hear that laugh again
of that I am absolutely sure.
I love this poem, Anita.
Thank you- shadows are sketchy characters in my opinion.
Yeah.
Brilliant painting 🙂
It really is great. .Remedios Varo has a great body of work.