She paid the ferryman with a gold coin and a lingering glance
No other passengers waited to board
So he pushed back from the dock into the current
Sweeping down to tunnels through the red cliffs
And lights deep within of something almost like a city.
Resignation is the current’s pull
Bleeding it out of veins already thin
Fleeting pulse growing fainter with the separation
Soon her heart will cease to beat for another
Instead falling silent to live out the descent
Lost in the quiet flow of the river.
The last time she spoke is already a memory
Her voice a sound she’s long since forgotten
Now there are only words framed in silence
Given way to this soundproof shadow
In a world that has lost the need for tragedy
Telling a story that began long ago
At the mouth of this unwinding river.
Descent through Soundproof Shadow
The Light is On 
10 responses to “Descent through Soundproof Shadow”
hits close to home. very nice!
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Thanks for reading (:
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Makes me think of crossing the river Styx. I love the concept of an unwinding river.
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The Styx was definitely in my mind when I wrote this! I’ve always been drawn by the idea of the ferryman carrying souls across for all eternity.
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Where did you get this depth? Mixing little cosmic bliss.. Marvelous ✍️❤
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Thank you (: I try to make sure when I’m writing a poem that every line has some purpose/meaning.
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Regards.
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Love this one! 👍🖤
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Thanks! (:
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No problem! 👍 🖤
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