Sky-Blue
A Villanelle of Unreachable Longing and Haunting Absence

I reach for Sky-Blue where the daylight fades,
The river bends with echoes—echoes I cannot name,
A sky so vast it burns me through the shades.
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The fire smells of cedar in the glades;
Yet your absence burns like flame, like flame, like flame,
I reach for Sky-Blue where the daylight fades.
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I traced your footprints where the snow still braids,
The earth in white—white silence, white ache—though nothing feels the same,
A sky so vast it burns me through the shades.
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The wind whispers truth through trembling blades,
Your voice a ghost—a ghost— your laughter a lost claim,
I reach for Sky-Blue where the daylight fades.
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The maple bleeds, and still my heart persuades
It might return—return to me— but nothing will reclaim
A sky so vast it burns me through the shades.
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I walk alone where memory invades,
And call your name—your name— through dusk that knows no shame,
I reach for Sky-Blue where the daylight fades,
A sky so vast it burns me through the shades.
About the Creator
E.S.Flint
I’m an Indigenous storyteller using poetry, photography & fiction to explore identity, love, loss and all the spaces we return to.
What I can't say, I write or capture. Because feeling it all is the point.
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Comments (1)
This reads so lyrically - I especially like the refrains in the middle of each stanza, like an echo. Beautiful!