Micro-Poetry - American Sentence
"...take your muse into world of Micro-writing. As always, you can write poetry or prose. If choosing poetry, you can write a haiku, a senryū, an American sentence, a tanka, or an elfchen."
For one fleeting moment, I mistake the shadows in the hall for Death.
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You captured the power (and eeriness) of the moment so well. I can feel the hint of panic turned relief, as the speaker realizes that things aren't as bad as they though.
ReplyDeleteWe've all had that quick panic when what we saw turns out to be not what we thought.
Delete"thought" not "though". ðŸ˜
ReplyDeleteIt's always a good idea not to take shadows on their first impression.
ReplyDeleteThat is so true! I've been fooled.
DeleteI enjoy writing American Sentence poems .... yours is chilling and well done. Cheers.
ReplyDeleteThank you. :)
DeleteYou captured an eerie moment beautifully in 17 syllables. BravO!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
DeleteWow! That's brilliant.
ReplyDeleteThank you, I'm glad you liked it.
DeleteShadows are mysterious. Nedds more than that fleeting glance
ReplyDeleteMuch💜love
They often do. A corner of the eye glimpse can be misleading, and frightening.
DeleteVery true, Lisa. A few years back I wrote up a blog post about eight of my nine lives. Near deaths.
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Interesting. Are you a cat?
DeleteThat really grabs my attention. I can feel it.
ReplyDeleteThose little jump scares that get the heart going. Shadows have a way at jumping out at us sometimes.
ReplyDeleteThis is excellent and powerful!
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