the horn keeps its own track
the shard warms in his grip,
a small crescent with a dusk‑lit core.
no script on it,
only a faint rise and fall
like breath caught in resin.
it brightens when the path bends.
it dims when he drifts toward the upper air.
it flares when the ground beneath him
starts to forget his weight.
he walks with it cupped in both hands,
a quiet tool,
a childhood remnant
that never learned how to lie.
in the under‑islands,
another boy feels a tug along the scar
where the crescent once grew.
he follows it through stone corridors,
through rooms that still carry
the heat of old machinery.
they meet at the inlet
where the sky folds low.
no triumph.
no collapse.
just two figures
and the small glow between them.
the shard steadies,
as if the world has stopped spinning
long enough
for both boys
to step out of the dark
without losing themselves.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 19th, 2026 05:05
- Comment from author about the poem: ...inspired by the 2022 animation "Icarus" detailing the tragic friendship between Icarus and Asterion (the minotaur) son of Cretan King Minos. 🕊️🙏
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Comments3
A nicely written poem on friendship. Your poem serves as a meditation on the power of memory and the connections formed through shared experiences. The poet suggests that even in a vast world, personal connections can illuminate paths through darkness and uncertainty.
I have to believe that, dear Friendship. Otherwise there is very little this world has to truly offer. Thanks kindly 🙌🙏🕊️
Love, "where the sky folds low." Great imagery!
That can be at the horizon. Thank you Katie B. 🕊️🙏
Not having seen this movie I find myself at a deficit but it is moving none the less for in it are various themes that seem archetypal and here is a relationship between two boys tied by a relic nicely worded my friend it evokes a mystical feel.
That pretty much sums it up. I thought it added depth, texture, & complexity to the story of Icarus. 🙏🏻🕊️
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