This is one of the first poems I wrote for my Poetry Writing class. The prompt was to write a portrait.
Super Duo
Shadow,
his name fits
always lurking in the dark.
Sneaking up
on me
when I’d least expect.
He’s saved me thrice before
but
beneath that black mask
is unknown.
When he’s running
across the roofs
I can spot his flames
of red hair.
He’s different from you
not me,
I’m similar.
He walks on air,
I shoot flames.
We’re a duo
Shadow and I.
In the night we dance
catching crooks,
protecting old ladies.
He would smile under that mask
his good Samaritan badge complete
But I know that smirk
smiling at me,
smiling at me.
When the sun comes up
we lurk back into the dark
‘til next time.
Shadow and Midnight
He and I
A duo of supers
in a town
so high.
Here is the REWRITE:
Super Duo
Shadow,
his name fits,
always lurking in the dark.
Sneaking up
on me
when I’d least expect.
He’s saved me thrice before
but
beneath that black mask
is the unknown.
When he’s running
across the roofs
I can spot his flames
of red hair.
He’s different from you;
not me,
We’re similar.
He walks on air,
I shoot fire.
We’re a duo
Shadow and I.
In the night we dance
catching crooks,
protecting old ladies.
He would smile under that mask
his good Samaritan badge complete
But I know that smirk
smiling at me,
smiling at me.
Does he know my secret?
When the sun comes up
we lurk back into the dark
‘til next time.
Shadow and Midnight
He and I
A duo of supers
in a town
not so wise.
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Overbooked
PoetryOverbooked is a collection of poems, flash fiction, and anything else I deem fit to share. Some poems elude to others of my works, some I haven't shared. Enjoy.
