Shadow stands
like a totem pole--
Your negative
Twice the height of
your real self.
Stretching
It reaches
the tops of shadow trees.
Matching your flight path
Arms spread
Like wings
A dance partner
Who never misses a step.
Running ahead
Impatient
When you race to me.
Streaming behind
Like the tail of a kite
when you turn toward the sun.
(c) Janna O'Donnell 2006


Comments: 32
I'm going to feature this in our group: *Reflections & Shadows*
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I have three contacts whose poetry I always look forward to reading for their imagery: Jim Ross, Ed Nudelmann and you.
I'm jealous.
It certainly proved to be a great read and I love inovative poems
such as yours. I will be looking for more like this, soon, yes?
Janna you do have a great flare with words, something, such as this in life; is transformed into a beautiful poem. Thanks so much. :)