Written for: dVerse Poets Pub: Monday Quadrille #17 (posted by WhimsyGizmo)
Helloooo, poetic peeps. De here (aka WhimsyGizmo). It’s time again for the Q44, our Quadrille – when we ponder one word, and poetically transform it into 44. Today, I want you to write a poem of exactly 44 words (not counting your title), including the word shadow.
Peter Pan chased his. Sometimes we box our own. It can be a noun (a darkness, silhouette, outline). It can be a verb (to follow, to shade or darken). It can be an adjective (shadow boxing, shadowless, shadowlike).
“And My soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted -Nevermore”
– Edgar Allan Poe
Who tails him? He turns.
Sees wet streets, and shuttered
shops. Ahead, lamp post throws
circled light. Bean pole shadow
appears. Shape puzzles him.
Shadow stands, apologizes. I’m new,
supposed to be attached
to a tall, thin guy. Oops! There
he goes; must run.