Shadows are born
From breath of light
Betwixt the twigs
They play and meddle
Draping black veils
Over earth’s stage
This is where
Leaves spot dance
One last time
My heart dips
And sways
Between sweet
Sounds of sunbeams
And the monotones
Of solitude
Today at dVerse, De is our host serving up some quadrilles or Q44’s as we like to call them. She has chosen the word “shadow” that must be included within the poem. Join the fun!
This gallery contains 3 photos.
Sun dances on snow Lines cross beyond boundaries Nature always rules ~ https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/shadowed/
River frozen in pieces
Sun painting on snow canvass
As we justify winter
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https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/shadowed/
Perhaps a little too literal, but I honestly didn’t even consider it when I took these for the Weekly Photo Challenge.
The theme was dialogue between two photos.
Hello??
uh..hello??
mishunderstood 