Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Shadowy Shadorma

something there
always behind me
not so tame
my shadow
causing clashes and crashes
swept away at night

will you come
out to play with me
I adore
shifting ways
wind wrapping the changing sky
your grip on my heel

a tide's line
left in the dark beach
barefoot now
my shadow
can you see the full moon
laughing at you again

(Shadorma = 3-5-3-3-7-5)
don't know who to believe about this form!


  1. You make me want to try a shadorma or two again! It's a lovely poem.

  2. Lovely shadorma, Lorna. I've written a few poems in this form.

    1. Thanks, Maureen. I think it feels like a dance or something very close to drumming - the short lines. I enjoyed working on it.


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