Cailleach Cove
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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
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
Copyright © Lacey Jones | Year Posted 2024
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