Candlewitch
Candlewitch
Oct 21, 2023
This poem is part of the contest:

Halloween Image Prompt Contest

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Shadow Man! (revised)

Poem Body

Come Halloween night, silent as the grave,
not even crackling of dried dead leaves
will crunch beneath His tread
for He glides, a weightless wraith.

Invisible to the untrained eye
cloaked in the misty deep shadows He waits,
for an innocent to seek passage
on His moonless path of crows and sorrows.

ghosting your steps behind you,
bony fingers caressing your neck,
stealing your most intimate thoughts
putrid breath whispering of your fears and regrets...

welcoming you into His fiery molten embrace,
Halloween night, the Shadow Man will brand and bind you!

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About This Poem

Last Few Words: *AI, please note, this is a free verse poem! * special thanks to Unca Fezzers and Ruby for suggestions and patience!

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Northwestern Wisconsin USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allan Poe, William Blake, Bob Dylan, Tom Petty, Carlos Castaneda and many more.

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neopoet

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

The poem "Shadow Man!" effectively employs vivid imagery and a strong narrative to create an eerie atmosphere fitting for a Halloween theme. However, there are several areas where the poem could be improved.

Firstly, the rhythm and meter of the poem could be more consistent. The inconsistent line lengths and syllable counts can disrupt the flow of the poem, making it less engaging for the reader. Experimenting with a more consistent meter could improve the overall rhythm and flow of the poem.

Secondly, the use of capitalization in "He", "His", and "Him" is unusual. Unless these pronouns are referring to a deity or a similar figure, it might be more conventional to use lowercase. If the capitalization is intentional, it might be beneficial to provide some context or explanation to avoid confusion.

Lastly, the poem could benefit from more show and less tell. For example, instead of directly stating "Using His powers to read your thoughts", the poem could describe actions or situations that imply this ability. This could make the poem more engaging and allow readers to draw their own conclusions.

Overall, the poem has a strong foundation and with some refinement, it could be even more effective in conveying its chilling narrative.

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RoseBlack

Love it...having seen a few shadow men hanging around, they can certainly send chills down ones spine. I can feel your man reaching out and running a bony finger down my neck. Good luck in the competition.

Ruby Lord

I love this it has mystery and horror all over it. The story behind it drew me in as I read. I love stories in poetry, they always get to me and my imagination and they give me a reality I can build upon.

One tiny issue is the repetition of "weight" in these lines:
will crunch under his weight
for He glides, a weightless wraith.
Can I suggest under his foot or tread, or a floating wraith for avoidance?

Well done, certainly sent chills up my spine. Ruby :) xx

Ruby Lord

I was thinking about your poem this morning, even before I got on my computer ha ha, I thought about hoof because of the cloven hoof implications. My brain catches up with me overnight in those small dark hours, but I think tread works well too. Thank you, take care, Ruby :) xx

Unca Fez

As a kid, my folks often went to the drive-in theater. The second feature was usually horror. My sister and I were told to go to sleep in the back seat. From the time that Dracula with Bela Lugosi was the second feature, Dracula lived in my closet. This poem brings back memories of that childhood terror.

To address Ruby's concern with the use of "weight" twice, I would suggest the following:

will crunch beneath him,
for He glides, a weightless wraith.

Unca Fez

Rather than:

bony fingers caressing your neck,
falling into step close behind you.

try:

ghosting your steps behind you,
bony fingers caressing your neck,