Echoes Poems - Poems about Echoes

Poem submitted to "Those We Love Poetry Contest," Mystic Rose, sponsor ECHOES I open the sewing basket, letting my eyes and hands run over the tools she had used—the scissors, the darning egg, the pinking shears, the pins, the tattered, tomato-shaped pincushion, and spools of thread. I gaze at the metal spool-shaped bobbins remembering how, as...

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A quiet handshake— now just dust on the breeze falls, names fade with the dusk....

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Written: July 17, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: X F Lacasse ****************** From the anvil of solar eclipse flame ~ Sunsmith struck with a mallet lit by light Blows hump the sky ablaze by molten might— a yellow nepenthe for summer's shame! Sapphire...

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Written: July 17, 2025, for contest by Joseph May ******************** Silk voice ties the tunes of the throng As you play the chill, snake-hands song Void doesn't just loom—he swoons and croons Of the throng, silk voice ties the tunes My...

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Men in tailored suits and satin waistcoats, gold watches peeking out of their pockets, walked arm in arm with women in wide skirts ~ hooped, crinolined, elegantly sculpted. Their tight corsets tease each careful traipse, leaving traces of elegance and opulence... dotting the streets at Christmastime with exaggerated silhouettes. They kissed under mistletoe ~ hung in doorways, each kiss claiming a berry until none were...

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The poets ease a troubled soul – their lyrics echo in the heart that yearns for soothing silence – a sombre melody that shadows part. Echoes drift where silence clings We mourn the scribes as truth has given way to ego, pride. The echo found in coded pyre alongside ashes piled in their stride. Echoes drift where silence clings Their tearstained pages worn folios, yet still...

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Like birds flying high over the world, Words of love never unheard. Loud voices echo through different phases, No mistakes.., Just choices in these mazes. Walking threads, edge tight like a judge, Told me, “Be strong. Don’t budge.” They speak of light at tunnel's end, But what about the road we defend? The morals we bend, The lives we...

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In the quagmire ooze of daily trudge, where the mire of monotony clings cold, congealed in sorrow, it takes only a spark of inspiration, to transform an ordinary morsel into a shimmering taste of sheer joy. Echoes that entices, suffices. I carry my sample bag handy, stocked with my pet peeves in reverse. Tiny things that you take time to notice, and create space for,...

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In the silence between battles, where echoes fade into the dust of forgetting, War weaves its tale, a silent dialogue between shadows and flames, What are your plans, oh war, what surprises do you prepare for us in the shadows, Where do you see yourself in a month, in five years, when silence will fall? Let's talk about your...

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My chest holds echoes none can hear, A hush of thoughts that won’t appear. What once was warm now drifts like mist, A weight unseen, too dense to lift. Each fracture blooms a quieter scar, Where bitter seeds still grow afar. No shore, no flame, no sense of tide— Just vacant halls I roam inside. By day I wear a borrowed face, By night...

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The morning you stopped speaking, I watched you fold laundry with the precision of someone who had decided something. Each shirt became a prayer, each towel a small goodbye— your hands folding away the breath of silence. In the kitchen, you point to the sugar bowl when you want sweetness. Your finger weaves circles in the air when you mean *again*. But your eyes still carry the weight of my...

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"Echoes of Her" I miss her luscious lips, the way they’d part, Whispering love, then silencing my heart. Tantalizing kisses, like fire and wine, Left a burn on my soul — sweet and divine. The fragrance of her perfume haunts the air, Like ghosted memories tangled in despair. Each breath I take, it aches like a crime — A scent that holds me...

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A silver bird departs, the sky serene, Yet morning’s promise shatters in a breath; Ash falls where laughter and bright hopes had been, A city mourns the sudden hand of death. In distant hills, a traveler’s path grows cold, A journey meant for dreams, now left undone; The news arrives—too heavy to be told— A vanished step, a race that’s never run. Where...

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I wander through the labyrinth of silence where echoes of lost desires intertwine, Searching for meaning in the abyss of thoughts that slip like sand through fingers, A senseless man, carried by the winds of time, caught in the webs of endless questions, With a heart like a dried-up well seeking its source in a world forgotten by...

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