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Thursday, 10 February 2011

The Shadow

My Shadow is following me behind
With every move left or right she slowly peeks
Sometimes she tickles my mind to find
How she loves to play hide and seek

I see her in every pieces of art
Playing around the object's form
I try to touch her swaying part
Unbelievable Shadowgraphy I perform

Under the hot weather ,I rely on her touch
Where she comes to my defense
As each day under the morning sun
This lady shadows my presence
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11 comments:

  1. Brother OllieThursday, February 10, 2011

    A dark yet noble friend.

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  2. Sherry Blue SkyThursday, February 10, 2011

    Good one! These fellow travellers have walked with us a long ways!(I wonder why mine isnt thinner? hee hee.)

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  3. flaubertThursday, February 10, 2011

    A forever faithful companion.
    Nice!

    Pamela

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  4. SusannahThursday, February 10, 2011

    Nice work. :-).

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  5. DeborahFriday, February 11, 2011

    A lovely shadow indeed :o)

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  6. RashmiFriday, February 11, 2011

    nice Shadowgraphy...nice poem

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  7. Eileen T O'Neill .....Friday, February 11, 2011

    Uma,
    I love your poem and the very idea of Shadowgraphy!

    Best wishes,
    Eileen

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  8. EllaFriday, February 11, 2011

    You remind me of that song, "Me and My Shadow" always lurking and checking up on me~
    Fun to read~

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  9. UnknownSunday, July 24, 2011

    You made me think about my own constant companion and appreciate her, too.

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  10. AnonymousSunday, July 24, 2011

    Really like the last stanza.

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  11. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallSunday, July 24, 2011

    fabulous,

    do share your work with poetry potluck tonight.

    Blessings.
    Happy Writing.

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