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Author Name: FreeBarbara D. 11 Comments
Date Added: June 16, 2009 18:06:00 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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A Journey to the Edge

Sift and sort

Tiresome, swirling, mind turbulence

As if everything can be placed

On weigh scales of reason

To render a flawless past

A faultless union living

Happily every day

And ever after

Impossible nonsense


Bend and twist
Emotion wrung dry

Our hearts anchored to a dream

Sunk by sorrow's skillful hands

Warm soul seeds go cold

In her ever-present shadow


Boil and bubble

An abysmal pot, once aromatic

Overflowing with the perfume

Of romance and promise

Now tainted with quixotism

The still dark brew bears

The nauseous stench

Of death


Like the sunset

I do not announce my decline

Like the night

I do not tell the world

That day is done

I journey to edge, gaze

At the long fall below

A voice within urges

Step ahead
Walk on


Forward or back

My life decided

By a single step

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Comment By: Freebrannon crowe on October 13, 2009 03:02:07 PM Report
this is truly amazing, i got chill bumps when i was reading it. looking forward to reading more.
Comment By: FreeThe Bag Lady on August 13, 2009 05:14:42 PM Report
This is just an INTENSE write from the very center of your heart, Barbara....My goodness, I had to back up and read a couple of lines to see if I were on the edge myself....This is so full of lots of things gone wrong, no sunshine, no hope and just plain clouds overhead....I certainly hope that this has passed....
Indeed, the last lines say it all...
Intense, my friend, intense....

Maggie, a bag friend in poetry

Comment By: FreeMoon Fairy on June 20, 2009 06:44:06 PM Report
Intense write and I am moved with so many emotions.

Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on June 17, 2009 09:20:02 AM Report

the last two stanzas were perfection but terribly difficult to read for the pain contained in them. I heard from somewhere a wise saying that stays with me when I feel nearer to the edge.
"If you wonder if there is more to come and if you have fulfilled your life's purpose...if you are still living? the answer is no"

Those of us who walk the high wire have to be guided by that at all times. I am sending a safety net and two strong wings.
Ali x

Comment By: FreeSteve on June 17, 2009 09:18:52 AM Report
Words of steel forged in molten emotions !
Comment By: FreeMoonStar on June 17, 2009 02:49:25 AM Report
Oh this is so perfect!!!


Deep, dark, and oh so real! You have said what all feels, yet in such a way that makes it perfection.. Barbara, you my friend, are a genius.. I bow to this piece for no finer is there for my eyes to rest on.



Luv to ya!



Comment By: FreeSilkinTears on June 16, 2009 10:01:31 PM Report
Whew Barbara...Heavy...sounds too heavy even for my strong shoulders. Sounds like you need a break from life for awhile. Having said that I can relate well to this. Well thought out and deep Barbara.

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on June 16, 2009 08:39:17 PM Report
Decisions to be made by just a few steps forward or backward...
 I have known you a long time now.....
Knowing you .....when its over its over and you move forward...
You know whats  behind you.....Been there done that...!!
 The light is ahead .. and it has a snarled pathway sometimes...
But your a  strong woman and like me you will survive..
You need some fresh air to breath out the heartaches
filled with stale promises ......
 Hugs and LOve ~ She Whispers

Comment By: FreeLinda Jo on June 16, 2009 08:01:32 PM Report
hey Barb, let's get out the travel fliers...maybe a cruise to the wilderness of Alaska, whale watching, gazing at pristine sunsets,  wild flowers, majestic are working too hard!  How about a well earned vacation?  But i do love the line, "an abysmal pot, once aromatic  overflowing with the perfume of romance and promise.  Linda
Comment By: FreeRoger Bacon on June 16, 2009 07:52:35 PM Report

Intense poetry here.  There are so many good lines in this.



Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on June 16, 2009 07:01:22 PM Report
This is some pretty heavy stuff, Barb...len


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