Echoes of You

~Echoes of You~

Your ghost hides in corners of our wrinkled sheets

reaching out transparent hands to grasp at my foolishness.

I've never enjoyed swimming naked in guilt's sea - 

It leaves me dripping remorse.

It seems, death's formidable grip can trump a full hand 

of indifference every time.

The mundane, repetitious days of our existence

held me in perspective as one

too ambivalent to shake his disembodied shoulders. 

The scent of your demise to me seemed innocuous -

fleeting, and unable to bloom;

But, flowers - I've discovered - are fragile things 

that in a short period of time

will die from the slightest chill.

And I...unbelievably -

immersed in my neglectful, narrow corner -

unable to sympathize or relate to simple needs -

never noticed at all -

your petals -

falling one by one.

How often have men picked their flower in life only to ignore her later through the trials of marriage? Her tears like petals have fallen. Now, through her absence, he realizes too late, what he has done: Disregarded and Ignored his soul mate.

Your thoughts are always welcome.

Author's Note

Note to self: Changed the picture and a couple of words.


A quick note:

~~This is by far my most popular poem. And yet, it didn't start that way. Many young people are offended by advice or suggestions from others. They feel insulted that someone would critique their writing.

As for me, I came here not just to share my writing but to learn as well. If it wasn't for suggestions from Rick Puetter and Girl Friday (see below) I don't think the poem would have been as good. The poet Richard also helped me fine tune the poem and it is now--after all these years--(in my mind) complete.

We can always learn from other people as long as we know they have more experience and know-how than us.~~

Reviews

[Neville]

I am almost lost for words... such a beautiful, insightful and understanding bit o poetry .. thoroughly enjoyed and so deserving of each of those 318 … yes three hundred & eighteen previous reviews.. and I'm sure there shall be many more.. All Good Things,

Neville

[Relic]

Thanks very much, Nev. :)

[Neville]

You are most welcome...

[Unspoken poet]

But, flowers - I've discovered - are fragile things
that in a short period of time
will die from the slightest chill.

This is so true, i love these lines so much. I can feel the emotions in this write. Very well written

[Relic]

Thanks for taking the time to read and review.

[T]

Oh this one hit home too much, which is exactly what makes it great. If only we could make someone see the gift that is before them and help them understand the need to cherish it while it is theirs. Regrets come after the loss, when we lift up our heads from our own selfish place and then see what was always before us. T

[barleygirl]

You brilliantly express many aspects of humanity using well-crafted imagery with intellect. I have often felt this way thru-out my younger life. I was (am) independent, but guys wanted to capture me & own me. I still hear all the time: "it's too bad someone as pretty as you never got married!" I love that you're calling out this ownership behavior . . . it seems archaic, but it still happens all the time! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[kentuck14]

RELIC,
Enjoyed the imagery in this piece. Regret seems the cancer of the soul, the 'if only' the self-inflicted stab into our heart. Your mentors helped you put out a fine poem.
Tom

[Relic]

Thanks very much, Tom.

[Muskan]

Remorseful are we all , for one or the other thing . We sometimes unhear our own echoes thinking them to be not so meaningful
"I've never enjoyed swimming naked in guilt's sea "
Loved it! I maybe will be stealing this line of yours:-)

[Relic]

Thanks for the review, Muskan.

[ABAB]

This is such a tale of regret and being consumed and lost in one's own suffering that is a taking for granted a beauty that fades to a ghostly presence. Haunting and speaks volumes to me. Incredibly written.

[Relic]

I appreciate you thoughts on this one, Storyteller. Thank you.

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

I had to read this again
as I understand this more
now I survived a toxic failed
marriage of 17 years.

It's a powerful piece
it speaks of my past
hurt very powerful.


And this hit a nerve
for me I was crying
so much when I read
this.

I was very
depressed melancholy
empty lonely and broken
when I left the hurt
behind.

But I'm better after 3 years
from healing from emotional
abuse.

But God has put
someone in my life
that respects me is
a gentleman

And such
a sweetheart and
I always feel loved
and accepted by him.

I thought I should
read this again and
Thank you for sharing 😁💛

[Relic]

I'm sorry to hear you went through that, Benita. Finding the right person often takes time. I'm glad you found happiness. Thanks for reading and appreciating the poem. :)

[Faith]

This is beautiful. Grips at the soul and pulls me in. I love the poem on your profile page, too. Stunning. I look forward to reading more of you ...

[Relic]

Thank you very much, Faith. :)