Poem -

Shadow World

Shadow World

Shadow
world.
Real 
enough
yet
incomplete.
Shadow
inhabitants.
Shadow
minds.
Perfectly 
designed
for shadow
life,
understanding.
Nothing more.
Limited.
Focused
on a
wall.
Stuck
to a
limited
realm.
All that 
can be
understood
on that
wall.
Eternal 
shadows
cascading 
indefinitely.
Infinitely.
Slices
of the
whole.
All that
can be
known.
Slice after
slice
unique.
Yet,
disconnected.
Merely 
shadows
on a
cave wall.
Limited.

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GREG TUCKER THE...

John
This is great work!   I have to say, it’s truly impressive. The way you explore the idea of life as a shadow — incomplete and confined — really makes me think about what we perceive versus what’s real. I love how you describe shadow inhabitants and minds as perfectly designed for a shadow life, which feels so relatable — we often live within our own limited realms, stuck behind walls of perception.
The imagery of shadows cascading infinitely, slices of the whole yet disconnected, is powerful. It paints a picture of our understanding as just fragments, forever limited by the walls we see. Your use of simple words but profound ideas creates a poem that’s both beautiful and thought-provoking. It’s like you’re inviting us to question the nature of reality and our place in it — whether we’re just shadows on a cave wall or something more.
Honestly, it’s a deep piece, and I think you did an amazing job mixing clarity with philosophical depth. I’m really looking forward to more of your work — you’ve got a real talent for it.

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