POEM STARTER

You are convinced you can see mysterious figures lurking in the shadows. Write a poem about them.

Choose a specific style of poetry that would be suitable for this theme.

Twisted Up In The Shadows

I get twisted up in crazy things all the time.

Crazy weather, crazy people, crazy visions

Today was hot like I was trapped in a sandy desert

I face the blistering sun and refuse to look behind me

I now know what could happen if I glance back


We used to play a game as young children

It was called Statue.

All the children would move only when the security guard wasnt looking

When the security guard turned around everything would freeze as if they didnt have the power to move

I thought that this could only happen in a game


It was a windy day when I found it out

The trees were being shook violently

And the shadows danced accordingly

…until they didn’t


I could have almost been convinced that it was just my own hair flying in my face

Blocking my view

But I knew it wasn’t.

There were people in the trees.

But no one would be stupid enough to be out in the trees in this weather- only me.

With the threat of a twister, there were no kids climbing trees


And that is still true, there were no kids climbing the trees

They were only lurking in their shadows.

I wanted to scream when I saw them

Their demonic dancing hiding among the shadows

Cast by bodies that didnt actually exist


Are they invisible children with an unnatural ability to not be seen, only cast shadows?

Or are they shadows themselves with no other form?

I dont have the courage to ask them

Or even watch them


But against my will I now see them everywhere, as if they gave up hiding and instead chose to torment only me.

And who would believe me?

The crazy gurl chasing shadows during a twister

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