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Stir of Echoes

Stir of echoes
Run through my mind
I see them there 
All the time
Where do they come from
And why are they there
Echoes all around me
I try to erase them 
Echoes out of time
They're on repeat 
 All the time
Stir of echoes
Is what I hear 
They're getting 
Closer all the time
Stir of  echoes 
Is what I hear
The closer I get 
The more I fear 
I'm losing my mind!

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Duke Beaufort

February 26, 2017 at 10:11 AM

Hmmm. Very interesting! I know what it means to be distracted and to be triggered by what is happening around. The things we need to do can seem almost impossible when all is not right with our world and ourselves. In hindsight, it helps me to understand what other people are going through today. Thank-you for the memory jog. The past is never that far away when something comes from out of the blue and it's deja vue.

Andrea Dietrich

June 14, 2013 at 12:15 AM

haha, finally seeing your comment to my comment. sorry, I tried but I just can't find a new poem of yours to comment to and I'm in a rush!!! I wish there was a way to know if we had seen all a person's poems!!

Debbie Duncan

June 15, 2013 at 2:10 AM

Yes me too ;}

Andrea Dietrich

April 22, 2013 at 2:26 PM

this reminds me of a lifetime movie I saw about a girl who was hearing voices. She was schizophrenic. They really do believe in the voices. I think if one fears he is losing his mind, that means one is still has control of his faculties. This one is fascinating. Hope it's just you putting yourself into another person's shoes and not really going crazy! (or you may be writing of something else, like memories perhaps?)

Debbie Duncan

April 22, 2013 at 3:38 PM

you caught me Andrea ;}

Poet Destroyer A

April 21, 2013 at 10:57 AM

adding you to my favorite poet list... Linda

Poet Destroyer A

April 21, 2013 at 10:57 AM

I like the way you think, and about you losing your mind. I'm hoping this is based on a movie I'd seen.... i love love this poem. Almost felt hypnotized after reading your poem... your newest fan, if you don't mind... love the many different ways you share write... always~ Linda

Debbie Duncan

April 21, 2013 at 12:51 PM

Thank you again ;}

Terry O'Leary

March 9, 2013 at 9:33 AM

Echoes can be very reflective... Nice poem, Debbie... Terry

Debbie Duncan

March 9, 2013 at 10:37 AM

Thank you Terry ;}

Sara Kendrick

January 3, 2013 at 4:12 PM

Enjoyed reading your creative work..Memories can be bothersome or good just according to whether they are good or bad..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Debbie Duncan

January 10, 2013 at 5:15 PM

Thank you Sara ;}

Carol Sunshine Brown

February 10, 2012 at 6:37 AM

Congratulations on your well deserved feature Debbie. Love, Carol

Daver Austin

February 8, 2012 at 9:37 AM

Yeah. It's like a tune that keeps running through your head - sometimes a tune you hate. Robert Schumann had an A-440 running through his head constantly - drove him mad. I can get into the space very well. Congrats on the selection. daver

Debbie Duncan

February 8, 2012 at 2:15 PM

Thank you Dave ;} I've always heard echoes from another time,, parallel universe,, aliens ;} deceased family,,, I don't know !