A great shadow seems
to have
tripped and fallen
over these memories
like a thing alive
and hungry
How lucky it is
to have stumbled upon
such treasure
I feel it
eating right now, like
a famished animal
filling its belly
with chunks not even
chewed
It’s eating her
face
and I can no longer
remember it
clearly
The more I try
the more blurred the
image becomes
and its sides are already
dark
The shadow had
ingested them, assimilated
them as nutrients
What the shadow eats
the shadow becomes
And now the
memory is
only the shadow
And I’m thinking that
it has always been
the shadow
I was in love
with a
shadow all this time
She hasn’t been consumed,
only unmasked,
revealed
And she’s
as beautiful as ever
and my love
is still alive
and vibrant
-BOGDAN DRAGOS
Bogdan Dragos supervises casinos for a gambling company, working twelve-hour shifts locked in a dark office full of TV monitors. There he mostly daydreams and writes poems and stories. He also manages a poetry blog Daydreaming as a profession.
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Bogdan often balances the reader upon a fine edge that separates suspense from sorrow. The shadow is a brilliant way to portray the fading memories of an individual. The chilling description in this particular piece is creative and impactful. But the heavy sadness is what touches the heart the most. The acceptance of forgetting while still holding on to what will no longer remain. Truly sad and touching.
Congratulations Bogdan!
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Oh, thank you, Terveen! (=•́ܫ•̀=)
It’s truly a shock to learn that memories in the human brain are nothing like in a computer. Meaning, memories are always altered as time goes on. Eventually we end up accepting a reality completely different from what really was, and think that’s our genuine memory of it (it’s a problem for someone like me who doesn’t like taking pictures and videos of anything that can be considered memorable in life :))
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This is so beautiful…
P. S
I sent my submission entry too..
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Thank you! ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ
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Very good B…….
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Big thanks, my friend! (･◡･)
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How lucky to find the love is still there.
Gwen.
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Yep. In another form, but still present (´･ᴗ･`)
Thank you, Gwen!
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Again an amazing and brilliant way of sharing a thought. I love that you used the shadow, it is a vivid read especially when you read it slow and the way it is written. I also really like the picture that Terveen picked to accent your piece, it is perfect. Happy Memorial day and congratulations on another great piece of writing. Hugs, Joni
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(ゝ◡･)ﾉ Thank you!
I’m always amazed by the pictures that are chosen to go along with the posts here. The combination never failed to make perfect sense 🙂
Happy Memorial Day to you too! (ˆ⌣ˆ)
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Thank you Dragos, love those emoji’s 🤗
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Brilliant write!
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Aw, thank you very much for reading it! ᕙ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕗ
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Oh, man. You totally get it. This piece has genuinely moved me.
The consuming sorrow of loss, which eats the flesh but leaves the bones. A cruel thing, really. A beautiful phantom haunting the one who truly loved.
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It seems you get it too, my friend. Exceptionally well.
Welcome to the gang (⊙‿⊙)(⊙‿⊙)(⊙‿⊙)
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