By the River, Acheron

By the River, Acheron

A Poem by Doodley
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Truth as fiction.

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She walks through Elysian fields and wild grass plain,
With footfalls hushed silent to conceal all her pain,
Of the emptiness she feels as she treads on the Earth,
And battles her demons of failing self-worth.

For the flame in her soul has flickered and died,
And her lightbulb of existence, it's fuse has been fried,
All the love in her heart has bled and beat out,
Now it breeds only darkness, self-pity and doubt.

No words can embolden, no wisdom can abide,
She drowns in her sorrow that swells up inside,
And churns out no emotions from her depths full of stones,
Just a neverending ice flow that chills through her bones.

Into the forest of Stagnation she passes with ease,
Enveloped in the darkness by the canopy of trees,
Which rustle their disapproval in a restless wind sway,
And watch with leavened eyes as she goes on her way.

Beyond the depressional curve of a lonely, small hill,
She comes to a halt and is suddenly still,
For the River Acheron glistening in all of its fame,
Stood with welcoming embankments and called out her name.

In a trance of oblivion she edged to its banks,
While in the abyss of her mind she gave a soul-less small thanks,
For at long last her suffering can be laid down to bed,
All the pain, heartache, shame and the dread.

With a deeply drawn breath she closes her eyes,
Steps into the menacing cool stillness up to her thighs,
Lets the flow of the ripples pass over her head,
And feels the thrum of a life that she once thought was dead.

Like a sound from a nightmare in childhood dreams,
Did the forest erupt into a cacophony of screams!
All nature divine and the beasts from within,
Raged violently at the river for committing such a sin!

Broken from her trance by the strength of their roar,
She fought with the river and struggled ashore,
Her essence of being had surged in her strife,
And she no longer wanted to forego her life.

For beneath the surface of the river in its malevolent glare,
Into the eyes of a Sibyl did she happen to stare,
And her future and destiny did she behold,
And the pathway to redemption was she foretold.

By the River, Acheron, she sat down and wept,
As the forest, exhausted, settled and slept,
And a comforting breeze enclosed her shoulders and shook,
And suppressed the seduction of the babbling brook.

As she sat perched by the river in peace and alone,
Her eyes glimmered hope for a new life of her own,
And a smile creased her face in the wilting dusk gloam,
And her thoughts turned to one place, and that place was, home.

© 2017 Doodley



Author's Note

Doodley
A Narrative poem. Of Acheron, River of myth and reality.

Any comments are greatly appreciated.

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You are a consummate writer ! I’ve always believed that and told you that many times too. I wish you took it further. The world is missing out on something here.

As for the poem, you’ve said everything so effortlessly in a few choice words that took me 2000 words to say, hunched double over my lappy, all night. And even then, I doubt I could ever produce a piece such as this.

Way to go Doodley. You’re quite something and that I’m discovering! Kudos!

Posted 1 Month Ago


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Doodley

1 Month Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Divya. Your comments here are extremely generous. I am forever .. read more
A wonderful narrative poem Doodley. From the depths of despair this young woman, on the brink of meeting her maker, realises that the struggle for life is worth it. Rich in imagery you really bring your words to life. I very much enjoyed the read and admired you for producing a lengthy poem. I'm not sure I would have that stamina. Well done you.

Chris

Posted 2 Months Ago


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Doodley

2 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Christine. I appreciate these kind words and I am sure you have.. read more
Emotional. Facing demons. Despair and like the Pheonix rises! Yes she has 'at last come home! Relevant to a lot of us! There is a certain richness expressed her. Victory over adversity. Profound write. Thank you.

Posted 10 Months Ago


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Doodley

10 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Kitty. I appreciate the kind words. Welcome to my poetic domain.. read more
kitty

10 Months Ago

Thank you. Pleasure's mine!
Oh, how lovely. The context makes the reader stay in tune to unfolding reality through the use of nature and emotions.
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By the River, Acheron, she sat down and wept,
As the forest, exhausted, settled and slept,
And a comforting breeze enclosed her shoulders and shook,
And suppressed the seduction of the babbling brook. "

This is wonderful.

Posted 10 Months Ago


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Doodley

10 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Mirror. I appreciate your time and very kind words.
By the River, Acheron, she sat down and wept,
As the forest, exhausted, settled and slept

I can perfectly understand the turmoil a woman faces and when she loses all hope.
Lovely!


Posted 10 Months Ago


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Doodley

10 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Pragati. I appreciate the comments and kind words.
Doodley, letting go is a harder thing when you are consumed with grief. What a great story of letting go of all and then to be lifted by hope or destiny and ready for life to begin again. The phases of life we must face through many hardships. I found this to be empowering I am ready for chapter two.
Bravo! to you.

Sheer Terror

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

11 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Terry. I appreciate the comments and praise. And this poem is j.. read more
A big WOW escaped my mouth after reading this!
One of the best poems I have read on this site!
Captivating imagery and a mystifying spell.
A huge thanks for sharing this:)
I think you should get this published in print.


Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

11 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Neetha. Extremely kind words of praise for this piece. I am gla.. read more
Wow! I am utterly swept away in this great tale. You really have a beautiful style and this story was ancient yet modern. Very well done and thank you for sharing it.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, LK. I appreciate the kind words. Welcome to my poetic domain.
oh my god.
this was perfectly written. loved the words and the imagery i was able to create. this was beautifully written. the whole concept as per what i had brought in my piece ( which you has achieved so professionally), i must say this should be a classic. id be happy to read more of your stuff.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Pia. A bit of a relief to see another writer enjoy this piece. .. read more

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Tags: Poem, mythology, depression, lost soul, river, suicide.

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