Poetry of Shadows

A poem inspired by The Writer's Cramp.20 lines

Is my poetry but a shadow
or the shadow poetry in its simplicity
what is it a shadow of?
just a glimpse of what might have been?

I find solace in the shadows
where most might find fright
darkness is not my enemy
but a reflection of past friends

I find in shadows the reflection
of what we call death
waiting for me with open arms
when my time is nigh

you may not see them
but shadows are in the dark
it just takes the light
to show you its shape and form

So is this poetry a shadow?
or simply an ode to its wonder
I guess we will have to turn on the lights
to see if it loses its form