I think by now you know that I run
from myself in pursuit of the sun;
The lurking shadows chase me as I phase,
Like the Moon, I too am sometimes gone

The Sun and I haven’t been good friends
I am trying to make those amends;
Coming out of the shell, cold dark hell
Some warmth would be nice before the day ends

*Week 18 Gwawdodyn of our 2017 Poetic Resolution. The Gwawdodyn is a Welsh poetic form comprised of quatrains (4-line stanzas) that have a 9/9/10/9 syllable pattern and matching end rhymes on lines 1, 2, and 4.