Echoes

you hear them
clear, the ringing in
of echoes neat
of yesteryears that
sing with joy

my ears embrace
those reveries:
though ill at ease
this heart beats still
with gratitude

I wake alone in
vagrancy of platitudes
where echoes fill the
grievous ache
of empty heart
© 6 December 2008, I. D. Carswell

painting 'Echoes' by Kevin Lawrence Leveque