David Kavanagh Poet Free verse

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How the echo filters reality Poetry Contest
sponsored by Dilly Dally  11/25/2024

How the echo filters reality

It creeps up on me early morning
and again late afternoon
a microcephalic shadow,
almost the length of a football pitch,
Land of the giants view

My childlike head is miles 
away and dwindling,
constantly deflating 
Proteus syndrome echoes 
back through generations
crossing time zones too

Elongated diffraction
casts a very long shadow,
tapering reality
Low sun dysmorphia
projects a reflection of me,
A filtered perspective
revealing my only truth

Those beans I threw away 
yesterday were not magic
No golden goose lives atop the stalk
just a grotesque shell,
and one giant (yoke)
flattening all potential

I try look away 
but as always 
a grain of sand 
blocks my view 

Come chop me down,
flinch as I fall
Step over my shadow
you’ll need
(seven league boots)
But most of all,
no fixed roots!

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Ink Empress December 8, 2024 at 11:47 PM This is such an intriguing take dear DK, youv written one that made me pause and again reflect and digest what youv conveyed here on the theme, all is sometimes not as it seems on the other side, and i found your use of these lines so very clever “ No golden goose lives atop the stalk just a grotesque shell, and one giant (yoke) flattening all potential” what a unique wat of depicting what youv wanted to convey! You have unique ways with words. What we throw away or toss away yesterday may always not be all that, and sometimes time gets in the way and distorts our perspectives too! Like how youv mentioned here with grain of sand. Always a pleasure reading your work. Congratulations on your well deserved top win David Kavanagh December 9, 2024 at 5:42 AM Thanks so much Ink, I was delighted with the win (shared) in Dilly’s contest indeed all is never as it seems, we can sometimes only be sure of our own perspective on reality, I’m delighted my little grain of sand caught your eye :) it seemed to fit perfectly how a shadow’s pov might be obscured, But hey you have your own unique approach on perspective, much more picturesque than I could ever portray, don’t let me distract you for a second! Cheers David

thriveni c mysore December 4, 2024 at 9:43 PM 'tapering reality' 'step over my shadow... no fixed roots' your words hit like waves dear poet. congratulations on your win. cheers. David Kavanagh December 5, 2024 at 10:38 AM Thanks so much Thriveni, was a very enjoyable and cathartic piece to write, trying to filter reality using echoes is my new hobby, cheers David

JC Brul December 4, 2024 at 8:38 AM Oh, wow! This poem truly captures the very essence of the theme. It conveys a poignant struggle for self-acceptance amidst the distorted lens of reality. Congratulations on your top win. ^__^ JCB David Kavanagh December 4, 2024 at 9:57 AM Thank you JCB, I definitely go along with your comment, so many distorted realities on self-acceptance out there, perhaps the filtered echo is the only one that brings them all into perspective, cheers David

I Am Anaya December 4, 2024 at 8:19 AM Oh no trophy. Congratulations on your #1 winning echo poem, well-deserved!! A caring poet always generous with your support and encouragement. David Kavanagh December 4, 2024 at 9:48 AM Ah trophy’s are overrated Anaya, the sponsor here certainly is not, means a lot to me to do well in Dilly’s contests, I’m a bit out of sorts at the moment, so this was a welcome surprise today, I hope to become that caring poet you mention, in the not so distant future, cheers David

I Am Anaya November 30, 2024 at 9:18 AM What shadows we trace, I'll need a pair of boots like those to come along this elongated journey. Reality-based on a congenital condition made for a brilliant perspective associate with a shadow in the mix of self-loathing and a bit of your Salvador Dali's piece I felt. Amazing, Cheers! David Kavanagh November 30, 2024 at 11:32 AM Thanks Anaya, no better place to start loathing than with oneself, in this case expressed through a long dysmorphic shadow, that could well be congenital, or at least a childhood reflection, I’m sure Dalí would totally get it just like you do, cheers David

Tom Cunningham November 25, 2024 at 11:21 PM Sometimes we just don't see the woods for the trees, our minds can be so easily swayed. You rose well to the challenge David, good luck in the contest. Tom David Kavanagh November 26, 2024 at 2:53 AM Good morning Tom I’ve been off kilter last few weeks, thanks so much for stopping by, yes we can be easily swayed depending on how our surroundings are at any given time in life, I’ve a lot of catching up to do on the soup, just popping in and out for now, cheers David

Kim Rodrigues November 25, 2024 at 1:13 PM More than one read terrific! Love how the magic beans came into play. Love the perspective. David Kavanagh November 25, 2024 at 1:39 PM Heya Kim, I’m delighted you seen the perspective on how reality can filter through our minds, sometimes depending on our mood, the bean stanza just seemed to magically materialise as I was writing this one lol! Cheers David