EchoesA Poem by E.J. Waling
Echoes,
Faint echoes abound. Ghosts in the ether. Faint, subtle. Barely discernible. Information never lost yet nearly so. The void, filled with echoes, forever. Echoes of once was. Echoes filled with civilizations noise. Filled with essence, filled with history. Stories of civilizations. All that ever was, just echoes. Echoes filled with ethos, filled with poems, filled with aspersions, filled with each civilizations essence. All they represented. Gone now! Passing like ghost ships. Ghost ships in the night. Echoes passing thru echoes. Commingling. Meeting! Ghosts, meeting ghosts deep in the void! Exchanging, yet never to have met at all. © 2018 E.J. Waling |
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Added on December 22, 2018 Last Updated on December 22, 2018 AuthorE.J. WalingNHAboutE.J. Waling is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived real.. more.. |

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