Open Poetry #41 |
The Narrowest of Margins |
effjayel Senior Member
since 2007-09-30
Posts 1474At the Crossroads of Infinity |
Living on the margin Too close to the edge Clinging by the fingertips To lifes windowledge Perpetually wound up And overcome with stress Is it any wonder Everythings a mess? All my aching muscles Are like knots in stainless steel Until the strain transmits mental pain I swear that I can feel...... |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
We all have that feeling sometimes, you express it very well. Now, I hope you can relax. Ida |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
We all have that feeling sometimes, you express it very well. Now, I hope you can relax. Ida |
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effjayel Senior Member
since 2007-09-30
Posts 1474At the Crossroads of Infinity |
Thanks Ida, I am definitely relaxed I guess that comes with age like it doe's with a fine wine. That was written around 12 years ago & I am now so relaxed I'm virtually comatose! John |
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TomMark Member Elite
since 2007-07-27
Posts 2133LA,CA |
Beautiful poem. How i have missed all of those wonderful read. Now, I can understand your struggle. May God bless you, dear John. |
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Earl Brinkman Senior Member
since 2010-03-03
Posts 1183Osaka, Japan |
Life may be difficult at times but we must remember to hand on! Nice work here. |
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