The sky goes on forever here...
What walls there are fail to block the fading light.
Photon shrapnel
Of that slow distant explosion
Cold at my back
what isn’t absorbed is splashed
across steel grey cement
an outline
in exaggerated caricature
Marionette dancing
Author notes
I grew up on the prairies, and the prompt "five o'clock shadow" reminded me of autumn evenings, walking home, and watching the shadows cast in front of me.
Bet you were expecting another poem about moustaches...
A contest entry
- One Prompt...Now Make It Work by Dalaney.
825 points, ended November 30, 2007, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Where does it take you?
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WoW
Would love to visit your home place. I like how you
saw the uniqueness in the prompt.
Joe
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My home is anywhere there is sky. But the shadows are especially entrancing when the sky is wide, and unobstructed. Thank you for reading!
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Just beautiful immaggery like the mystries of the sky...I do agree that it is nature which can be one with us becoming a mate of the soul while revealing its truth..I love this piece revealing the beauty of nature in few words..great write..
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very well done...beautiful imagery.
I thank you for entering.
Love, Lane
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Thanks Lane! And thanks for the shiny!
Glad you liked it.
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beautiful wording darling, you have an amazing way with imagery
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visually refreshing
I can just see me in this scene. Walking down the road with the light cascading down around me as my shadow takes on a new life. I love the images that this inspires.
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