an absence of Presence conjures Absence…
When echo lost its shadow,
a haunting void took shadow's place.
No longer bound by shade's gentle grasp,
then echo drifted through empty space.
Without its shadow, echo felt cold,
a chilling darkness, an eerie silence.
No longer whole, it sought the past,
its identity lost, its voice forlorn.
A slightest whisper, a lonely sound,
echoed through the void, not fully grown.
In shadow's absence, echo’s flown,
a fractured call, a hollow plea.
Urgency thrived, time running thin,
the void grew darker, shadows dimmed.
Abandonment and isolation crept,
disorientation through endless nights.
A mysterious force, unseen, unknown,
had stolen shadow, left echo alone.
A veil of secrecy, a hidden dread,
echo's search led to the edge of the thread.
Emotional stakes, a heart laid bare,
echo's sorrow, a silent prayer.
In the chasm of longing, hope remained,
to find its shadow, and be whole again.
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Good write A.
Thanks O 🙏🏻🕊️
Loved the use of nouns and adjectives as entities. A most poetic use of language in metaphor itself creating a metaverse.
That’s really nice to know! Thanks Soren 🙏🏻🕊️
Entertaining and delightful, yet painfully familiar. I once put out and APB for my shadow. One hopes for the sweet reunion of self and shadow. Thanks for sharing.
Love to hear that something I’ve written has been ‘entertaining!’ Thanks ever so kindly 🙏🏻🕊
Wonderfully written piece even if a bit to close to home , enjoyed the read
Thanks kindly. That’s quite validating as I truly find it challenging to write about stuff that’s “a bit close to home.” 🙏🏻🕊
You are very welcome
Perhaps the time zones have something to do about it.
Quite steep, as well, to climb…
Veritably haunting with exceptional imagery and a clinging poignancy which refuses to be silenced, rendered in disarming simplicity. Beautiful and resonating. Thank you for sharing.
“Refuses to be silenced,” wow! Now that adds another distinguishing dimension to poetic possibilities in my journey. Thank you kindly🙏🏻🕊
Tremendoous work.
Thanks Thomas, your input is highly valued. 🙏🏻🕊
This is a remarkable story.It is a wonderful poem.What I liked so much is the use of adjectives.I think modern language doesn't use enough adjectives,This poem has it all.Pathos Ethos and all the Greek islands.Well done
Mykonos? Cretos? 😂🙏🏻🕊 Thanks David 🏝 🌊
Interesting and inventive writing! Both surreal and poetic!
Thank you kindly. To tame the surreal by the poetic or perhaps to successfully release the surreal to the wild is a worthy feat to learn to master. I must be on the right path at least. You are much appreciated 🙏🏻🕊
Sorry it took me all day to get to read this. Been one of those days. Wow, friend, this is brilliant and I really mean that. This is one of my faves of yours and you have many of those, lol! Your poem is a poignant exploration of the human need for wholeness and the emotional turmoil of feeling incomplete. It left me with a sense of hope, as Echo continues its search for reunification with its shadow. A most unique retelling of a Greek mountain nymph and her deep loss. Well done on this! 🌹👏 Bravo!
It was a fun challenge, been trying to tweak and fine tune various strands of poetics. Hopefully bringing it to a fresh if not new paddock on the Elysian fields. Thanks kindly 🙏🏻🕊
Totally. New to me...we'll have to see when we cross the river Styx otherwise. 🤣 Again, well done my friend! Monumental in my mind.
Super words arqios we all get lost in the world at different time in our lives and hope we come back to reality eventually.
Andy
Sweet homecomings are the best; thanks Andy🙏🏻🕊️
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