Echo

 The smoky mists of dawn 
cover the lands I walk upon
as though the Earth rose up
 on tiptoes to kiss the sky.  

 Though not clouds fluffy and white,
 this mist obscures all sight
 and I walk as if I'm sneaking 
by heaven's gates  

 Then it suddenly appears 
as the mist begins to clear 
A wishing well old
 and made of stone 

 A beam of sunlight breaks
 through clouds and makes 
the hidden waters in the
 well reflect dappled light  

 Still, in my sweaty left hand 
 I carry the coin that I had planned
 to toss in this old
 magic wishing well.  

 Standing with legs touching the side,
 my head extended to see inside. 
I decide to say hello
 before I begin  

 “Hello?”hello… lo,lo,lo?
Says the wishing well echo
 And I grin, like a child 
with a new discovery. 

 “ My name is Anthony”…ameis anthony, any, any. 
 The well says in my voice back me. 
And a thrill again runs 
through my hot blood.  

 Now I toss my coin, petty cash. 
And count to 5 and hear a splash. 
And in my mind, ask the well 
to grant my wish.  

 “Oh, magic well, built long ago,
 I have heard your sweet echo,
 and I wish to find a treasure 
to make me rich!” 

  I hear nothing this time 
and wonder if I wasted my dime. 
So I say once again 
into the well.  

 “Hello?!” Only silence, so still…
 then think to add, “please,if you will?”
In case this well requires
 me to be polite. 

  “Hello?”, again I yell…
and what happened next
I remember well. 
The echo did not use 
my voice this time.  

 In a cruel, hissing whisper,
I hear something behind me answer, 
“Anthhhonny….Your wishshh 
isss my commaaand.” 
 
 And with that I decide to run!
But then, a push on my back, I plunge…
 Into the deep, wet darkness 
of the magic well.  

 That's my story, dreadful without measure. And yes, I did get my treasure…
 It is with me in my grave…
at the bottom of the magic wishing well.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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La France Avatar
August 7, 2024 at 2:13 PM
Crystol, wow, you are a storyteller, I was spellbound, congratulations on your win in my contest with this wonderful poem, well done, Constance
Woods Avatar
August 7, 2024 at 9:32 PM
Oh how sweet! Thanks so much! Xo
Knox Avatar
July 12, 2024 at 6:08 PM
Your poem "Echo" has a catchy title. The content is superb. You are gifted Ms. Woods. I encourage you to keep writing from poet to poet.
Woods Avatar
July 12, 2024 at 6:30 PM
Wow! Thank you so much Mr.Knox, Please, call me Crystol. And tysm for the encouragement! Xo
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