Beneath the mist, a shadow glides,
The water shivers, whispers low.
A long neck rises, then it hides,
Where fishermen and legends go.
The water shivers, whispers low,
Reflections twist in early light.
Where fishermen and legends go,
The monster slips beyond the sight.
Reflections twist in early light,
A ripple fades, then breaks again.
The monster slips beyond the sight,
A secret held in wind and rain.
A ripple fades, then breaks again,
A long neck rises, then it hides.
A secret held in wind and rain,
Beneath the mist, a shadow glides.
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Author:
Matthew R. Callies (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about the Lake Champlain Monster, also known as Champ. It's the American cousin to the Loch Ness Monster
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- Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange, isa kemmy
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Comments2
A mythical poem written in a ghost like style where doubt is left in hidden images. Well done
Matthew, I love when folklore gets this kind of quiet treatment. It doesn’t chase spectacle…it leans into mystery. The circular structure mirrors the legend itself…always resurfacing, never resolved. “Beneath the mist, a shadow glides.” lingers like a rumor. It so happens that while I live a very long drive (300+ miles) from Lake Champlain, I have never been there, but I have totally been to Loch Ness. Will have to make that trip someday. Anywho, well done on this. A fave for sure. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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