Comments on: Poetry Play Thursday – Shadow

By: Pamela Sweet

Pamela Sweet — Fri, 15 May 2009 02:54:15 +0000

Donald, Genie, Lucy…your poems are spectacular! Look at how completely different they turned out while using the same prompt. I love the telling images these poems create. Thank you so much for sharing them.

I think I might just write another one…

By: Lucy Woodhull

Lucy Woodhull — Thu, 14 May 2009 23:17:40 +0000

Very nice everyone! Mine has no period theme this time – you’re sobbing, I know.

My shadow wears
A hard hat,
A flak jacket,
A bullet-proof bodysuit.
And she knows
The order of things.
Her hair is like–
It doesn’t matter what it’s like–
My shadow is a man
Whose wrinkles and fat and frowns
Don’t diminish her
Or her options.

By: Genie Sea

Genie Sea — Thu, 14 May 2009 22:21:35 +0000

My shadow wears
a silver cape
a scarf draped
on beaded nape
and she knows
the order of things
Her hair is like
the phoenix fire
My shadow is
a bell-topped spire
tolling desire
in her dark wake.

By: KnittingJourneyman

KnittingJourneyman — Thu, 14 May 2009 13:55:41 +0000

I did it your way-then my shadow wanted her own say too, so there are two posts:

http://onthewrongsideofthemirror.wordpress.com/2009/05/14/me-and-my-shadow-take-i/

http://onthewrongsideofthemirror.wordpress.com/2009/05/14/me-and-my-shadow-take-ii/

Both were great fun-thank you for the prompt.

By: Donald Rhodes

Donald Rhodes — Thu, 14 May 2009 13:05:21 +0000

Hi all hope all are doing great

My shadow wears
The ghost of my grandfather’s overalls
Slick red bandanna looped around his neck
Big handmade straw hat denying the rays of the sun
And he knows
The order of things
His hair is like
Grey smoke in the morning mist
My shadow is my spirit
A seed planted in hard ground
Carved out in virgin soil
Where no shadow ever crossed

Donald Rhodes