From the Pocket of a Dream


A slowly falling dusk.
No sound of the usually whispering water
from the distance.
One cry of a dying bird.
And nothing more, nothing more.

But then:
a tired shadow of a man with the hands in his hair
and a carved line on his forhead.
A silvery circle of the moon.

Suddenly: a groan.
And nothing more.
Only silence
and the pale light of the moon through a deserted field.
An errant bat among the branches.

One wait, all humid of tears.
Nothing more.
it seemed like that night
even the grass bursted out sobbing.


© Eclipse 1979 (From my first poetry corpus  “The Dormant Star”)

Image by My Opera


20 comments on “*Groan*

  1. William Charlebois
    November 20, 2012

    Wow! Awesome!

  2. Olive Tree
    November 24, 2011

    30 something years later, an oldie and still a charmer. it fits so well with the image too. as if you started with the image and then wrote a poem based on it.

  3. Prime Aque (@WeLearn4Life)
    November 11, 2011

    My emotion is rushing upon remembering my father. I lost my father last March and you know, he never wanted to leave us that early. I could feel the pain he felt the moment he knew he was about to bid goodbye to my mother and to us 😦

  4. Shauna
    November 11, 2011

    this poem creates a glow around isolation. echoes of beckett,but
    your poem offers more depth and humanity.

  5. Martin
    November 9, 2011

    How did I recently say? A good word never gets old.
    Just a trifle: “forehead”. It leaped at me 😉

  6. Broken Sparkles
    November 9, 2011

    even the grass bursted out sobbing … and who wouldn’t? such icons, such emotions, I could feel the pain of the man … your words are alive and haunting my heart!

  7. L'Aussie
    November 6, 2011

    Hi Eclipse. This was haunting. The image of the loneliness – the tired shadow of a man…carved line on his forehead…


  8. Androgoth
    November 6, 2011

    This one from 1979 is a most enchanting poem my great friend, a rather dark and melancholy poem, and yet it is a really nice read Eclipse 🙂

    Thank you for sharing a poem
    from your past, I have enjoyed it…

    Androgoth XXx

  9. simone
    November 5, 2011

    Wow, bleak, poignant. This one moved me. I really felt the emptiness.

  10. Heaven
    November 5, 2011

    lovely words though sad and haunting…

    have a good weekend ~

  11. jennygoth
    November 4, 2011

    your life must have been in a dark mood at some point ecipse pleased your not there now xxjen

  12. claudia
    November 3, 2011

    there’s so much space to feel the mood of this piece, the pain..carefully woven so we can see him through the veil..

  13. hobgoblin2011
    November 3, 2011

    Lots of great imagery here and some neat lines. I love the last stanza. Thanks for the read

  14. The Old Raven
    November 3, 2011

    Love is like that at times … one last groan.

  15. Daydreamertoo
    November 3, 2011

    Very sad indeed. Your writing is dark this past few posts. This is deep and beautiful.

    • Eclipse
      November 3, 2011

      Thank you Daydreamer…
      This one was written a long, long time ago…the other ones written lately are only fictional…..luckily, have nothing to do with my life now 🙂
      (Just wanted to share some of my early writings from time to time – these are posted under the “Archive” category)

  16. Rosemary Monteith
    November 3, 2011

    Haunting and very different

    • Eclipse
      November 3, 2011

      Thank you Rosemary 🙂 ….yes this is a very old one….

  17. cat.
    November 2, 2011

    Excellent groan … uhm, … poem, my sweet friend … I can relate, although I way past the “groaning” stage … it’s more the “whatever” stage for me … I trust nobody but myself at this time … nothing wrong with that … wishing you much happiness, Love … cat.

  18. Sue Dreamwalker
    November 2, 2011

    A sad tale of a lonely soul in pain…you capture the mind in your words Eclipse as you take us with you to the heart of his pain..

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