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

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Francine Roberts

Date: 2/21/2024 5:49:00 PM

first time reading this form , wonderfully done

Lacey Jones
Date: 2/22/2024 7:43:00 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

Date: 2/21/2024 12:34:00 PM

A beautiful poem. I loved the echo.

Lacey Jones
Date: 2/22/2024 7:44:00 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.