Shadows follow as dark swallows.
light that brings forms long and tall.
Crawling towards us, it affords us
room to spy our thrall.
Shadows slip across a lip
and hang along a wall.
Always with us, just to watch us
waiting, spying, watching all.
With us caught, without a thought
and mocking through our fall.
This is my example entry for October 2020's "The Whatever Contest -- Closed for Now" to show it can be done. It's not easy, for sure! But I wrote a poem (about shadows) without using an E.
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