Saturday, January 27, 2018

poem of the day January 27


Walking on the edge
exciting for some
fearful for others
but dangerous for all
We run into our direction
propped up by blood
tied to small inner tide
Fear and courage
like waves spilling out
hitting the beach
The grains of sand
are served quick silver style
on both sides of Mercury cliff
I see the edge before me
The same circle edge that
existed before time
I crawl as a baby
full of primordial anticipation
peering over the divide
It is so beautiful
I am so fearfully excited
The perfection of  danger
knows when to hide

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