Tuesday, March 2, 2021

ABYSS

 It's Tuesday Poetics and we're asked to consider Edges and Fringes.   I choose option  #1.To use"edge" in my poem.  Submitted to dVerse, March 2, 2021.

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We have
Come
To the
Edge of
This thing
We called 
Love.
The abyss
Is all
Too great.
I can
No longer
Cling to
My
Perch.



15 comments:

  1. It's a moment where nothing will ever be the same again. Succinct and powerful.

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  2. Ah you describe that feeling so well Bev. ☺️💕

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  3. ouch, sounds like it could be razor edged ... replied to your question about Harley

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  4. I love what you've done with the prompt here: a short but poignant poem. Sometimes this happens in love and even then it can be hard to let go.

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  5. short and punchy and powerful!

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  6. So much in these few words! There was definitely an edge!

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  7. Very effective use of the visual to reinforce the idea of edge.

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  8. Reaching the end there is something nothing else to do than to let go.

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  9. Good one, Bev! The mystery may be whether they're falling in... or out of love.

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  10. Love can be so all encompassing that one gets intimidated unwittingly. Short and sweet Bev!

    Hank

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  11. Hi Bev, arthritic fingers making typing excruciating, but was here, read, enjoyed 🙂

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  12. Ah .... the abyss, always the abyss. Going, going, gone.

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