Free Verse Poetry on Lit Up
I Am The Pulse
The breath between heartbeats
Published in
Aug 5, 2024
I am the whisper
in the rift of day,
a fleck of silence
drifting
through the slant of dusk.
A wordless cry
in the cold sea’s churn,
where echoes twist
and coil
in forgotten fathoms.
I cradle shadows,
hands empty,
crisp with the bite of newness,
the uncharted chill
of a life unwrapped.
My veins are tangled threads
of unspoken dreams,
knots of a world
spun
from the fiber of hesitation.
In the mirror’s glint,
I see a glimmer,
a wraith of yesterday’s dawn
fading
in the dance of drifting moments.
I am the pulse
behind the silence,
the breath between heartbeats,
the echo
that never quite returns.
Ani Eldritch 2024
