Nothing but Echo
Is there anyone out there?
Just my voice, repeated,
over and over in this one-sided
conversation, speaking
to everyone, and no one
in particular. A gulf,
this canyon separating
me from the world.
Is there anyone out there?
This is my response to Poetics: Echo…echo…echo, from Merril at dVerse ~ Poets Pub,
with a prompt to write a poem regarding echoes.