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Point of No Return

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Written: May 31st, 2025, for contest by Kai Michael Neumann *************** In the stillness of twilight, shadows sway. and a delicate craft rests on the shore, embarking on a perilous, winding path. Odyssey, its supple rostrum slightly widening as if attuned to the twilight. Drifting on a warm breeze, such a leaf, Its brittle hull swings. In a katabatic void lies a sliver of moon. Bright crescent casts eerie glowing lunette. over the nocturnal landscape. As fragments of splintered light, Meteorites streak across the cerulean vault, leaving behind trails of glowing embers. A haunting, protracted silence seeps from the twisted, barren trees. A slight breeze stirs the zephyr. evoking a curious sense of déjà vu— an illuminating, transient bond With my repressed heart. And the hardened, smothering cage It jolts me back to the present. Broken, overwritten nerves Sustain high tension, a permanent low-grade hum that corrodes my senses; The caustic, metallic taste of affliction clings to my mouth, a constant a nagging presence that resists fading. Exercises to release it only seem to weaken its grasp, which is maddening. awful refrain that still haunts me. In the wake of that terrible evening, The broken pieces of our lives are strewn. reflecting as shards of a funereal mirror, collective soul. The memories of that chaotic cacophonous scene—the fractured glass, The blood-stained floor The irreversible point of no return continue to plague me, a continual repeating nightmarish specter invading every waking minute. There, in the evening silence, colors dance. A little ship at the coast. Starts a dangerous, winding road.

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Date: 6/1/2025 6:44:00 PM
Deep and revealing- could relate with you in all your "sea swept" and "star swept" and "wind swept" memory, just beautiful, Sotto- your work is unforgettable
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Date: 5/31/2025 9:11:00 PM
The crescent Moon is always low in the sky and confined to the hours around dawn or dusk, I found it out while investing in the moon. I am emersed in the first stanza setting ambiance, dejavu verified 'a point of no return'. I'm wondering if written should be ridden? I felt stress and anguish which keeps drifting at sea. Excellent poetry SP~ as I listened .
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