Here is a Shadorma I have written for the Magpie Tales poetry prompt. You can find others like it here http://magpietales.blogspot.com/
Emerald Suns.
Your eyes shine
Like emerald suns
Gracefully
Bursting through
My perpetually dark
Atmosphere of me.
Thats really beautiful. I love it. "Bursting through" Each line makes my heart smile. :)
ReplyDeleteThat's because each line was written by a smiling heart. Smiling hearts seem to have an easy time communing with each other.
ReplyDeleteNice shadorma. The last two lines are particularly strong.
ReplyDeleteSweet... simple beauty.
ReplyDeleteI wish I could construct poetry like this. But having said "My . ." in the second last line, isn't " . . . of me" in the last line a tautology?
ReplyDeleteThank you all! :) Lucy, think of it this way, its "my" perpetually dark atmosphere because I possess it, but it is an atmosphere that is made up of my own self. So it is an atmosphere made up "of me" that I myself possess.
ReplyDeleteSweet and lovely.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
You have illuminated my mind ... many thanks, for I now know a new word and its meaning .......... Shadorma
ReplyDeletenice interpretation of the prompt, I liked the darkness of me
ReplyDeleteNicely done!
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