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This is my attempt at an Echo Poem. I could not find this device listed in the drop down box so I slid it under a different category.

Cailleach Cove

Cailleach Cove 
 
I was told, Veiled One
if I came here to die
that you would come to me
                                                 Come to me
The echo in this cave is soothing
I think I hear you
                                                 I
I have decided to die
here.
                                                 hear
At this time
I will not let my life
of freedom and choice
be ended by a disintegrating disease of
dripping into
                                                you
 
My will, my mind, my body
I’m feeling tired so
I
                                                   I                                                
will set my back against the
cool wall
                                                   call
of this cave
I see you
                                                   you
more clearly

as my breathing slows
and my eyes close
Your white gown and hair
                                                     share
shimmer, like this gritty
spill of
sand, that
my
                                                       my
fingers splay against.
Your pale hand is reaching for mine.
I am unable to lift it.
feel the spittle of spray
against my face and
                                                         hand
I feel much calmer

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Kurt Hubbard-Beale February 23, 2025 at 11:31 PM Delightful. Thank you, regards, Kurt Lacey Jones February 24, 2025 at 5:32 AM Thank you, Kurt!

Francine Roberts February 21, 2024 at 5:49 PM first time reading this form , wonderfully done Lacey Jones February 22, 2024 at 7:43 AM Hi Francine! Thank you so much. I wanted so badly to do this form justice and I think I finally got it.

Chetta Achara February 21, 2024 at 12:34 PM A beautiful poem. I loved the echo. Lacey Jones February 22, 2024 at 7:44 AM Thank you, Chetta. I have been trying to do this form (Echo) justice for a while and I think I finally did it. There is a haunting quality to the device that I tried to capture.