To The Edge

To The Edge

A Poem by SPINNING ON that dizzy edge

I wanted to know happiness

outside this darkened day.

The sting of love unrealized

won't quickly fade away.

 

We came on strong.

We burned out fast.

Somehow I knew

we wouldn't last

 

This dance of time

that fades away.

The lover's song

to shades of grey

 

But still there glows

a red hot blaze

of stolen nights

on certain days.

 

A promise filled

or whispered pledge?

For now I'm standing

on the edge...

 

 

 

 

Kath Nehls  11/11/08

 

 

 

 

© 2008 SPINNING ON that dizzy edge


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This dance of time
that fades away.
The lover's song
to shades of grey

I loved this stanza! I really liked how you reflected on how sometimes the boisterous love that seems to be our only focus at a young age tends to shift and turn to this gray as time drags along. A well written thoughtful piece. I also like your style, well done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

SPINNING ON that dizzy edge

10 Years Ago

thank you for the thoughtful review....



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OK.....this would make a good song........(Band of Horses, Snow Patrol vein).....you write with a tune in your words.....flowing and concise.....Beautiful poem my friend....

:-)

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Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Very nice! Great imagery.

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Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Some of my work is very personal and some is flight taking fancy... a writer's prerogative... :) Read something of mine and I will read something of yours - very nice and simple and what a way.. more..

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