To challenge myself further, in addition to the theme of “shadow” and the 44 word limit, I have constructed a 5 line poem of exactly 11 syllables per line.
For an interesting post/challenge regarding a poetic form entitled a Quadrille, please visit dVerse ~ Poets Pub .
One word, which this week is: shadow, becomes the theme for the poem, which must be written using exactly, not more or less, 44 words (not counting the title), but inclusive of the theme word “shadow”.
Here’s how to Quadrille:
– Write a poem of exactly 44 words, including the word shadow.
– Put your poem on your blog and link back to this post.
– Link it up to our Mr. Linky.
– Visit other blogs. Enjoy some amazing poets. Comment. Come back later this week and write another one, and visit some more. Comment some more. Cast as many poem shadows as you please.
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A Shadowy Insight
Shadows come and go, we see, with passing day
and night. Their dark forms come alive at dawn, and
wither without light. It is the strangest thing,
it seems, to be, then not to be, in sight. So
enlightened in daylight; impolite at night.
Randy Mazie
The Writer's Village 
Randy! So good to see you!
And I freakin’ LOVE this. Goodness. All that fabulous rhyme, your weighing of syllables. Truly amazing.
Thank you. Your comments are always very welcome and heartening. I appreciate your compliments. They mean a lot to me. Randy
And so it is ~ Enjoyed your shadowy poem Randy ~ Thanks for joining us ~
Thank you. Randy
So clever, Randy. And well-expressed. You stuck to the plan without losing meaning.
Meaning is truly the glue, for me, of all poetry.
I am not an abstractionist,
Impressionist and sensualist, at times. And maybe clever – but above all, or underlying all or threaded throuout all -is meaning.
And I mean it. (Chuckle.)
Randy
Yes, it does take village to whelp, then sustain poets, if not poetry itself. There is generally some light filtering through clouds from the moon, even on the darkest of night; but the night shadows are misshapened & deep & mysterious, like mud n the water.
You think?
😉 Randy
I really like this piece and it flowed so effortlessly. Well done.
Thank you.
Randy
Wonderful, at first it seems light with rhymes, but shadows grow when letting the words settle…
What a nice way to put it.
Thanks, Bjorn.
Randy
“forthright in daylight, but impolite at night” .. *chuckles*
Thanks, I’m smiling, too.
However I did change the last two lines to:
it seems, to be, then not to be, in sight. So
enlightened in daylight; impolite at night
which served many purposes. I was actually off in my syllable count in that last line, and one off in my total word count – which I did not realize until after I posted. My math abilities, it seems, when it goes beyond my ten fingers is more impaired than my poetic ambitions.
Turns out though – that I like the piece even better with the change.
Randy
Wonderful rhythm and rhyme here, Randy 🙂
Thank you. I strive for smoothing my lines as much as I can.
Randy
I enjoyed this piece of writing enormously!
And I appreciate your comment – enormously.
Thanks, Randy
Clever-Clever-Clever. Love it.
Really-Really-Really?
Thank you,
R-R-Randy
Yes. Really.
😉
Great take on the prompt. The biggest shadows are cast by the strongest lights.love how you bring our that interplay in your poem!
I did?
I mean, I did. Didn’t I!
Thank you.
Randy
We need the light to have the shadows. I liked the idea that the shadows come alive at dawn.
Me, too. Thanks for pointing that out. I hadn’t seen it myself in that light (ha).
Randy
Really like the contrast of light/dark shadows.
Good.
Randy
Very well put together!
me or the poem?
Ha.
Thanks, Randy
I enjoyed this read and rhyme my work Randy.
Haha! My last comment was supposed to say *rhyming work. You gotta watch these smart aleck phones! They change things on ya to words that don’t even make sense. 😊
I love what the voice-to-text function does to words. It can be hystrionic, I mean, hysterectomy, no scratch that, I mean hysterical. That’s it. Hysterical.
Thanks for commenting. Randy
Ha! Keeps things interesting doesn’t it? 😃
Shadow form..
not quite awake
or asleep..
Essence
comes..
TWiLiGhts
Shadow ExisTence..:)
… and in the morning, it all begins again.
Thank you,
Randy
Thanks for
The inspiring
Poetry..
My Friend..:)
It is the strangest thing,
it seems, to be, then not to be, in sight.
my shadow likes to play games with me, here, there and everywhere I guess..
😉
Randy
I liked the image of a withering shadow and their personification of being enlightened vs. impolite.
thanks from me and my shadow.
Randy
Interesting reflections.
very insightful word choice.
I like it.Thanks, Randy