echoes of loss

By Paul Shannon

Posted on January 1, 2025

Cover Image Title: Possible for the Impossible

Cover Image by: Nathan Savone

Classification: Photography

Specifications: resized from 4032 pixels x 3024 pixels

Location: U.S.A.

Year: 2024

i’ve tasted the night's stale breath, and in its dark underside, found dreams to rest, suspended, unspoken— caught in that hollow where need becomes ache.

you called me talented; i laughed, like the compliment was misplaced. did you know i’m made of your shadow and all that you waste?

in a sky stripped of stars, i’ll wait where the rain hums a hymn for us, where our lost days drift, our bones ache, and i know love’s a kind of grace.

you said in another life; we’d bloom like weeds in concrete, always searching for the sun, growing toward something that eludes us both, and yet—

in the palm of your hand, i see echoes of the things we left behind: an inked heartbeat, a fleeting chance, and a loving bruise, pressed tenderly into light.

Description: 

This poem captures the ache of unfulfilled connection, tracing the contours of a love that hovers just beyond reach. It’s about finding meaning in what remains unspoken, in the lingering shadows that define relationships as much as the moments of light. The imagery of night, rain, and empty skies reflects a solitude shared yet separate, where you are bound not by what you hold onto, but by what you’ve let slip away. There’s a gentle resilience here—two people imagining a life where they could have bloomed, despite their cracks, like weeds in concrete, ever-reaching toward something they may never fully touch again.

[ Writing Editor: Anonymous. ]