Written for dVerse Poetics – Where does love go?
Our host, Kim, invites us to write a poem, taking
the title from the question, “Where does love go?”
Here’s where the prompt took me .

You used to reach for me in the dark,
a reflex, like breathing.
Now your hands lie still as stones
at the bottom of a river.
I search your eyes for the old light ….
that flicker that once said you, always you ….
but find only distance,
a room I no longer have the key to.
We still share a table, a bed, a name,
the careful choreography of two people
pretending the music hasn’t stopped.
But I hear it …..
the silence
where your laughter used to live,
the space
between us wide as a frozen field.
I don’t know the moment it left.
Love doesn’t slam doors;
it simply walks out
while you’re looking the other way.
NAR©2026
This is “You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling” by the Righteous Brothers
Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, unless otherwise indicated. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.

A piercing portrait of fading love. Excellent write Nancy 👏
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Thank you very much, Shaun, for leaving such a gracious and complementary comment. Most appreciative.
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Raining inside…can the other see through their own tears? 💧❤️🩹💧
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Liz, I think you need to take pen to paper and let your creative juices flow! 🩵 💦 🎶
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A very moving poem Nancy
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I’m glad you think so, my dear sister. Thank you ❤️
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You’re very welcome dear sis! I hope your hand is healing well?
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My hand is in a big splint, which is keeping me from moving my fingers so they can be still and heal. I have less pain and presume everything is going well; the stitches will come out on Monday and we will have a better idea of how I am progressing. Thank you for asking, dear sis ❤️
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Oh I can understand that how restrictive it must be. Sending you healing prayers dear sister
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Thank you, my dear sister.
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You’re most welcome. Hugs
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A road I hope to never be on….
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I second that emotion, my friend. Thank you. ❤️
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Perfect song pairing for your poem, Nancy. I loved your ending and relationships can quietly dissolve due to inattention, unreciprocated effort, or a lack of conscious maintenance, rather than just dramatic arguments. Love is a choice requiring active, daily engagement, not merely a lasting feeling.
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Beautifully phrased comment, Jim. For someone who claims not to understand poetry, you truly grasped this one! Thank you so much for reading and enjoying. 😌
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I liked the topic, so I actually wrote my own poem to join in, although it is rudimentary compared to yours.
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I’m going to have to check that out! Good for you, my friend 😊
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Nicely done!
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It’s that song! It’s always the song. Thanks, Jodi 😊 🎶
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Great writing Nancy, it really can walk quietly away …. 💞
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Thank you so much, Suzanne. I have lost a couple of friends that way, ones I thought would be in my life forever. It is so sad when communication ceases to exist, along with forgiveness. ❤️
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So true! We can fear saying something as we don’t want to hurt and yet we might as well just face it, because not communicating is the beginning of the end …. Voicing it gives understanding and forgiveness a chance …
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Once the walls go up, that’s the beginning of the end. Thanks again, my friend. 💕
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Oh so sad!
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I know …. but the Righteous Brothers are so good!
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Beautiful, Nancy. The final few words are so true.
This would make a lovely song – you should set it to music!
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Thank you so much, my dear friend. If only! Don’t tell anyone, but my technical abilities are somewhat limited and I have no idea how to do that song app thing. I consider myself lucky to be able to create my images with the help of AI. Beyond that, I’m a fish out of water. 🩵 🎶
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‘But I hear it…the silence. This is so powerful of a statement Nancy. And the last three lines, wow so true. 🙏💗
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Thank you so much for that beautiful comment, Ernie. I’m a bit partial to those last three lines, and I’m pleased to know you felt them too. 💕
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It’s not over, my friend …
Today
Today,
the misty clouds are not moving,
and my world has stopped rotating.
Today,
time became becalmed
in a blue lagoon
full of my memories and rhymes
Today
I felt her angelic soul reminding me,
“Stay there for a while longer,
let me linger in your loving heartbeat.
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Thank you for gracing my page with your heartfelt verse, my dear friend, and for sharing this incredibly beautiful song by the Big O. What a wonderful way to start my day! 🩵 🎶
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Every new is a perfect day my friend 🤗🎶📘🥰
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this is really beautiful Sis … Very touching. Beautifully written.
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Thanks very much, sis. I really enjoyed this lovely new song. 🩵 🎶
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I am a huge Tori Amos fan and this lovely heart breaking song is from her Album Little Earthquakes.
Your words bought it straight to my mind 💜💜😌
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My goodness, Nancy, your poem resonates like an old song, especially ‘now your hands lie still as stones’ and ‘the space between us wide as a frozen field’. Yes, that’s so often the case that love ‘simply walks out while you’re looking the other way’.
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I’ll let you in on a little secret, Kim: it’s really a matter of listening to the fabulous song by The Righteous Brothers and translating it into my own language, my own thoughts. Your comments are so encouraging and I appreciate them greatly. Thank you so much! 💕
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You’re most welcome, Nancy.
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Aww
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☺️ thanks very much, Sarah.
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