Wake up your poetry brains with 15 Words or Less (guidelines are here)!
I love trees and their shadows!
This picture makes me think of:
- X marks the spot (of what?)
- Could you climb a shadow?
- Do shadows wish their casters would MOVE more so they could play together?
And, here’s my first draft.
It’s your turn! Have fun and stick to 15 WORDS OR LESS! (Title doesn’t count toward word count:>) If you leave a poem in the comments, and if it’s 15 words or less, I’ll try to respond!
57 Responses
What a playful poem. It makes me want to head outdoors. It’s a lovely day for it. Thanks!
Enjoy! It’s gray and windy and chilly here in MN!
I, too, enjoyed your playfulness. I somewhat continue the thought.
A sculpture
you can climb,
a horse you can ride,
a playground for your imagination.
Margaret, I love “a playground for your imagination.” You captured the shadows.
Playing with shadows is one of those ‘free’ things we can enjoy in life. You’ve shown this beautifully, Margaret.
I love the last line
Fun! It’s odd that we don’t see shapes in the shadows like we do in the clouds. Maybe because they so literally copy what they are the shadow of…Love your last line.
Laura I love your peak a boo line this would be wonderful to do as a little song with mochens that the kids could do as they sing it
Leafy Shadows
Leafy trials
Erasing footsteps
Autumns advancer
follow following
yard’s poetry
Shadowing stories
Haunting hallows
atlases of time
drawing of sunshine
oddments yards
window shadows
stretching yawning
Some beautiful images here! I like that ‘drawing of sunshine’!
thank you I got carried away and forgot only 15 words
I like the idea of those leafy trails erasing footsteps, Jessica!
Lovely, Jessica!
Playful indeed. I have always been fascinated by shadows and as a child, loved playing with my own shadow. Yet, maybe a hint of sadness?
Standing Strong
A forerunner
soon to be warmed
by blankets of white
awaiting new birth.
I love this and your story Martha
Thank you Jessica. Even animals enjoy their shadows.
I enjoyed the hints of seasons in your poem, and “warmed by blankets of white.”
Thank you Ellie and I laughed at your slippery towel. I’m happy that our arms/hands are softer than those tree limbs.
Love the ‘blankets of white’. Although different, we thought along the same lines, Martha.
I love the blanket image and new birth
This makes me think of leaves on the ground, dying. And seeds on/under the ground, waiting for spring and new birth. Very evocative and lovely, Martha.
I love shadow play…
Light and shadow are such changers of everything.
Sun says “Come,
Let’s moooove along!”
But with Moooon I’ll return
to hear night’s song.
I love the movement of the shadow and the return in moonlight. Lovely last line.
Donna, the mooove and moooon are “grooooovey! Good job.
I like that ‘moove along’, Donna. Taking the sun’s point of view for shadows is terrific.
this is wonderful love long sun and moon and song
I especially like the night’s song part, Donna. And yes on light and shadow. I do some doodling, and they look very boring before any shading is added. I struggle with shading, but it adds so much–to everything.
Of all things, the crossed branches reminded me of the pose people take if their towel slips after a shower.
My leaves have left,
my branches bare.
My bark is showing!
Please don’t stare.
Just wondering if there is any way to set up the site to where I don’t have to type in my name and email each time I comment on another’s poems? Or maybe I’m the only one having this problem.
Love a modest tree!
Ha! Love this take! Could we call this “Modes-tree”?
I don’t have that problem, Ellie, am signed in with FB. Does it give that option to you? Love this idea of a tree’s embarrassment! How funny to imagine!
love that the tree is bashful
Heehee–that’s awesome, ellie:>) You and Jessica Bigi are the two folks having issues, as far as I know. I’m not sure what to do, though. The settings are now “correct,” so I’m told. How are you signing in (whatever way you sign in that it’s not remembering you for next time). I’ll ask Support, though I fear I won’t get anywhere. I have a few friends with blogs that I have to sign in every single time, and it drives me freaking crazy. Sorry:>(
Lots of good stuff today; aren’t branches great? Especially after the leaves fall.
Reaching with longing
branches can’t touch,
but their shadows embrace.
—Kate Coombs
Nice to imagine the ‘need’ for companions, the ‘shadows embrace’.
wonderful image
Wow, a whole unrequited love scene. Beautiful!
Love the “shoot the breeze”, Laura. I’m always taking pics of tree shadows & others, too. Love the look of them!
Patience
I’m holding on,
shadow thin.
Sunshine comforts
till spring begins.
Linda Baie ©All Rights Reserved
“shadow thin” is great!
I’m ready for spring.
I also like shadow thin
Heehee–I know people here in Minnesota who are already barely holding on, and we’re only just now getting some chilly days. LOVE that second line, Linda!
JUST ANOTHER WINTER
A tree
crossed her knee
and spread her toes,
awaiting the snows
to come.
Ho-hum.
Love all these POVs today. This is priceless, Cindy. “just another winter”
love the imagination in this 🙂 wonderful
Love that–I’m picturing her tapping her small branches in boredom. Board-om?
Opposites
With bright sun, shadows come
Obstacles create their own beauty
Relief from too much
love the 2 line
Marian, this is lovely–that play of abundance versus absence or obstacles. Very nice!
Tree’s Fickle Friend
Tall
and
thin
with
early
light,
you huddle near at noon,
then
grow
s t r e t c h,
disappear
wonderful description
Oh, this is lovely. The way shadows change is so fascinating. I wrote a poem about it for PFA Science anthology, and now I can’t stop watching them!
My students wanted to participate today. We chose three to share.
Can trees really walk
Or dance while we’re not watching?
Disco, cha cha, frozen in place.
Emily
Giver of life
Lush green leaves
Shade for the creatures
Thank you trees
For life.
Erin
Shadows copying
Shadows dark
Shadows curly
Shadows straight
A big family of shadows
Kaiden
so full of imagery and beautiful disruptions and wonderful imaginations Emly- trees walking wail not watching and I love the 2 line
Erin your frist 2 line and last 2 lines just beautiful
Kaiben the discretion’s go the word that the shadows go through just wonderful you are all three wonderful poets 🙂
I love these, Emily, Erin, and Kaiden–thanks for sharing! I like the three different moods/techniques. Emily’s is full of whimsy, Erin’s of reverence, and Kaiden’s of pattern. And all full of imagination:>)
The veins of life
Can tell us everything
If we choose to see
Well almost !
Anne McKenna
I liked this a lot, Anne. So MUCH of life is what we choose to see. Lovely first line.
STROKE OF GENIUS
Painted lace
of branch and twig
lay on canvas of earth
until sun finds slumber
Ellen Vojnovic
Oh, Ellen, this is beautiful. What a lovely extended metaphor. Art in nature, indeed!