Satoric Feast

by Larry Chamberlin   Nov 15, 2013


What you see of me is a shadow,
I have already passed on;
what you hear is the echo
of my words distorted
as they bounce off
the walls of reality.

What you think you feel
is the shell I left behind
in my latest metamorphosis;
that smell in your nostril is
the odor of my absence;
come taste the silence -
the emptiness of my past.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    Judging comment:

    I'm finding it slightly difficult to put my words into thoughts here, because emotionally this strikes a nerve and it strikes it hard. I've been re-reading this over and over and each time the emotion and sadness present wounds me a little more.

    The raw feeling of emptiness the author describes is ever present from start to finish and all too easy to relate to for those that have been through difficult times. At first, I thought the narrator was the ghost of someone that had passed away, as I believe everything mentioned could easily by felt by someone mourning a loved ones loss, though now I'm not so sure, but this is what I love about poetry: so often we are free to interpret how we wish, even if our thoughts don't match what the author intended originally.

    Whether my initial reckoning was correct or incorrect, I believe this is beautiful poetry and this author is becoming a fast favourite of mine.

  • 11 years ago

    by David Amenger

    A timeless Piece.I admire your presentation of words.

  • 11 years ago

    by Meme

    No problem darling! I loved that poem, and I was so happy it won :)

  • 11 years ago

    by Meme

    Congrats on the win :)

  • 11 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Such a poem of depth and thought when you introduce this state of enlightenment. Congrats on the win!!

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