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.
Soul
I saw a shadow flow by like a whisper in the cold breeze, hitting along the trees, making its dusty gray mark. I light a match to bring forward the light only to see shadows dancing from side to side, tree to tree, asking to be set free from the torment, I stand, frozen, unable to make the shadows disappear but they’re engraved in my mind. I close my eyes hoping they’ve left me behind but to no avail as I step into the darkness further, letting the woods engulf me as I slide into the shadows of my own soul. Never to escape. Never to see anything but shadows again.