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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This is powerful stuff Doodley. One which is away from your comfort zone (if you have one), and you tread on very strong turf dealing with a woman who may have lost the will to live, love and hope. The strength of this work comes from the way you have built the narrative. One can visualize a trough, which plummets towards an abyss and just when all seemed hopeless your protagonist finds revitality and as readers and hopefuls of life we are saved.
Your works are always superlative, and it is a tribute to the very spirit of writing that you poetry comes up, enlivening people who would seek succour and strength from your poetry.

I would give this five stars and look forward with great keenness to your next.

Yours faithfully,
A Big Admirer.

Posted 11 Months Ago


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Doodley

11 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Mallika. As always, your review is brilliant and takes the poem.. read more



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I love how beautifully detailed this is. Beautifully written

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

11 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Mikayla. Kind words.
One of your very best writes. Flows wonderfully and tells a story. It is going onto my favorites list. Valentine

Posted 11 Months Ago


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Doodley

11 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Valentine. I appreciate your support and kind words.
A powerful story written in a poetry of class.
Most touching aspect is its closeness to life..
People reach a point, sometimes a very depressing one in their life, get stuck there give up and lose out.. But how the realisation strikes! Taking the help of natural forces to bring out the realisation is welcome.
The word play was really awesome. You begin the poem with a sad journey from home to wilderness and end it by sending her back safe and more resolved to home..
Thank you for sharing this beautiful poetry.....

Posted 11 Months Ago


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Doodley

11 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Bala. Extremely kind words about this poem. I appreciate your c.. read more
To err is human, to forgive is divine. What a sad story told by a mighty poet for all generations to see, learn and heed. Sin can have a deadly hold on us. Remorse can have a weighty one. But, forgiveness cometh from a compassionate heart and bold. Masterful...:::))))

Posted 11 Months Ago


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Doodley

11 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Sami. I am humbled by your thoughts and opinion of this poem. T.. read more
Sami Khalil

11 Months Ago

You are welcome. ....::::)))))
Thanks for the read request! I would have never stumbled upon this piece otherwise. Great work. Even better to read.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

11 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, OhSnapShley. An interesting pseudonym!:) Feel free to send a re.. read more
Epic in content, the story reads like the river itself, crashing turgid rapids find there way to the calm.

BEAUTIFUL SIR!

Regards,
Al

Posted 11 Months Ago


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Doodley

11 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, as always, Alfred. I am humbled by this excellent review.
Alfred Kukitz

11 Months Ago

In your humbleness is the genius of a man!
dear Doodley.. I feel that home is forgiveness and rebirth... It is yours for the acceptance. The beauty in the world is always there to encourage the downtrodden and to share. Very sad poetry, but with a silver lining. truly, Pat

Posted 11 Months Ago


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Doodley

11 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Pat. I appreciate your thoughts on this poem. Forgiveness and r.. read more
Patricia Wedel

11 Months Ago

Doodley... You are very talented...
deeply so. Pat

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