long lingered at the edge,
familiar in silhouette,
their names etched delicately
into the corners of your silence.
as you danced through the day,
light-footed over each of your buried regrets,
the darkness of your shadow forgotten in motion.
hang in the air like prayers
for moments too sacred to capture—
atoned, but never erased.
of your lonely chapters,
you clutch the pulse of what remains,
and though the world shifts beneath you,
at long last—the core of your being
pierces the grand illusion.
Be well and make the most of this day.
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That part about untaken photos is hitting really hard right now given that it's been a year since we lost our dog. I wish I had more photos and videos of her.
I know what you mean! Amstel passed over two years ago and it's still tough. Facebook Memories are rough sometimes.
They definitely are!
While it is true that life is full of some chapters in which perhaps we were not the best protagonists, I am left with the end of your poem, those verses that speak of change, of light, of true transformation. I am a firm believer that everything we lived through in the past was necessary to be what we are today. I send you a hug, Eric.
I share that philosophy about life, Nancy. The book designer was able to add this new poem at the last minute to the book. I thought it would be fitting as the last poem of the collection. I hope you're having a fantastic week!
It is absolutely true that life never stays the same, different things keep happening and that is the beauty of life. We get to learn a lot from these different things which we then use in our future lives. This is a special and interesting poem.
Thank you. Yes, everything circumstance that we experience makes us who we are.
Lol, the ghosts calling your name while dancing through the day, I guess that’s how life feels sometimes. Beautiful words, great art ok piece
Thanks!
Beautiful poem, I like to read it., Writing poetry is very difficult. You can do it. Very good.
Thank you!
I've not read this yet, I will make out time to read it. I believe it will be an interesting story. Your stories and poems are always interesting
I appreciate that Christy!
Good afternoon, dear friend @ericvancewalton
Beautiful composition, you are an admirable composer.
Have a lovely afternoon.
Thanks, I hope you're enjoying the week!
interesting story
it is giving me chills while reading it
i am imaging the fear and terror of the people who are possessed by ghosts.
Thanks!
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Beautiful lines of poetry you have here
Unique in their entirely meanwhile, I don’t like ghosts hopefully none gets to call my name
They should just continue in their transit😂