Echo
echo, love ...
au contraire ...
when I wanted to see you
I closed my eyes
when I longed for your whisper
I screamed at the moon
when I craved your taste
I starved myself like a madman
and shed my skin
when I could not touch you.
I have searched your blossoms
to find only thorns
I have traded ten angels
for a demon, reborn
I once walked among giants
in your tiniest shoes
and plucked your strings -
your heart's aching strings
with naught ... but blues.
your walls ...
I climbed them, formidable
only to leap, lost, to your darkened depths
I swam your passion
but was dashed to ruin on your reef of apathy
ago, I coursed your very dreams with wild wonder
only to wake ... a nightmare ...
unanswered questions blooming like tombstones
dappling meadows ... in war.
love, echo.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Completely Your Choice (27) Any Theme, Any Form" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
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