Gazing Into The Well Poem by Mihaela Pirjol
Gazing Into The Well
To write poetry,
is to retreat: —
back into my loneliness;
and abruptly, —plunge—
plunge into the depths of this well;
searching…
for sedimentary remnants
of what I have loved most! —
and I find you almost anoxic,
hidden there
deep in the darkness,
sending agitated ripples
upon the oily, silvery surface
of the water;
as a nocturnal creature,
dwelling in mystery, —trying—
trying to breathe under the water,
crawling upon the slippery tube—
the vertical tunnel…
with a tiny, intermittent light,
acerbically beckoning to hope:
I am that ever-present presence,
gazing into its own profoundness,
searching for you—
searching for your memory…
Back into my loneliness! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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5/8/2024 3:24:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poem on memories and poetry having haunting expression and nice collocation. The following lines are most touching... as a nocturnal creature, dwelling in mystery, —trying— trying to breathe under the water, crawling upon the slippery tube— the vertical tunnel... with a tiny, intermittent light, acerbically beckoning to hope: I am that ever-present presence, gazing into its own profoundness, searching for you— searching for your memory... Thank u dear Mihaela for posting such a gem.