~ Night Echoes ~
Beneath the barren moon
the night echoes with sacrifice
and not even the forest breeze
can coax forth the breath
she didn't realize she was holding
Footsteps only she can hear
relentless in her head
though his or hers, she isn't sure
she only knows the weight they bear
and the price of silence
Death by doubt - of heart or flesh,
the end result's the same
as it feeds on misconceptions;
a slow decline into wasted land
from which she cannot walk away
Beneath the barren moon
the sound of footprints fades
resolute, in their departure
and the collective sigh of dreams unrealized
filters out on the forest breeze.
filters out on the forest breeze.
© Dahlia Ramone: October 11, 2015
This was written for Blogophilia Week 34.8
Topic: Night Echoes
Bonus Points:
(Hard, 2 pts): Incorporate an Elmore Leonard quote (I didn't)
(Easy, 1 pt): Include the phrase "forest breeze"
Wonderfully deep blue and sorrowful...love the way words find you and emote so effortlessly.
ReplyDeleteThank you, C - sometimes I get lucky and they just come together ;)
DeleteIf the question is, "How does one measure lament," the answer is this poem. There is sorrow on this wind.
ReplyDelete"Sorrow on the wind" almost sounds like its own poem. Thanks, Mike ;)
DeleteSigh...poignant and beautifully penned!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sharonlee. It's always nice to see you here :)
DeleteIt starts small but becomes so large and powerful
ReplyDeleteYeah, I had to be careful not to let it get away from me. Thanks ;)
DeleteLeft to her own despair and not the strength to walk out on her own. Sad.
ReplyDeleteI couldn't imagine not having at least that amount of strength or willpower left. Sadly, though, some people don't.
DeleteOh my! Sometimes there are no greater prisons than the ones that we ensconce ourselves in. Tragic and mournful piece, but still beautiful indeed. 6 points, Earthling!
ReplyDelete-- Marvin Martian
True. I know I'm guilty of being my own worst enemy.
DeleteLove love love this dark write! Well done, Dollface.
ReplyDeleteIrene
I do enjoy occasionally writing dark - loll! Thanks, dollface :)
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ReplyDeleteSimply the best!
I've never heard that song before - it's perfect for this poem. Thanks :)
DeleteVery nice! :)
ReplyDelete~~DJ
So very beautiful. I love it!
ReplyDelete*Smiles* I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thanks, Barbara :)
DeleteExcellent..Beautiful in its entirety
ReplyDeleteStormy
Thank you, Stormy ;)
DeleteSo pristine and lovely :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for stopping by, Poppy. Glad you enjoyed it :)
DeleteSo very dark, I felt the deep sadness of if. Some of it echoes within. Brilliantly penned, dollface!! ((huggs)) ....Leta
ReplyDeleteYeah, it was a deep write. Sometimes it's good to go dark. Love you, dollface :) (((hugs back)))
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