Balanced precariously on the edge
a mile wide chasm gaping before me;
to step, or not to step.
The fall holds no interest
only the view; a kaleidoscope
vortex of past, present and future
clothed in diaphanous dreams
Pearlescent possibilities born on
the rise--a rare blue moon
rich
inexhaustible
compelling
Take flight, my heart begs.
If you've written 55 words, no more no less, drop
in on G-Man, leave a comment and he will happily
pay you a visit.
Love,
16 comments:
Eaton...
You totally enrapture me every week!
You have to be a famous writer, just doing this for kicks under a surname.
My favorite 55 of the week so far!
Thanks....I'm sorry, thats all I can say...G
Great tension in this. loved it.
We dragons fly but then real flying isn't what this is about is it. we are always slow with the deep thought stuff.
Well done 55.
Ours is published
I especially love the first stanza...I sort of feel like that right now. Well done!
Have a great weekend!
Land Well...the flight has already begun.
oh yes! take flight.... this is lovely.
Oh lovely words Eaton - you are a very talented writer. :)
WOW...that was amazing. I loved it. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Much appreciated.
No, step back from the edge! You would be missed;)
Oh, I get it, it is figuratively.
What an awesome 55.
Great 55, Eaton. Could be taken any number of ways, depending on the readers POV. Powerful stuff
Lovely poem. Thought provoking.
Lovely my dear...absoultely lovely...xoxoxo
Yes, take flight, but please don't get killed trying.
I liked the ending: "Take flight, my heart begs." In order to pursue the possibilities in life we need to take flight our we remain unchanged.
Wonderful. I almost missed this one.
Excellent! This is one of your better ones.
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