Edge of Life

The best of life,
Found inside,
My snow covered mind;
Like the gray hair
On the wisest man
Who sings like the dove
Mourning the newest dawn.

Adieu, the edge of life,
Perhaps the fear
Of sad tomorrows
Outfitted with strife;
Noises behind the bar,
Intoxicating mind bombs
Blowing away throttled senses.

Nestled within the granite rock,
Tiny peeps announce the dawn,
As the speckled shell breaks;
Wet feathers, dry feathers
Sheltered existence, oh my!
Wealth bestowed, instinct
Grown within the beaming heart.

Poetry by JK Fisher
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Written on 2013-01-14 at 03:30

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The first and the final stanza make this piece an absolute joy to read and the middle stanza's not bad either :) Nice title too.

The last stanza is one of the finest things I've read in a long time. You've touched my own sensibility, and something I've witnessed many times with no less a sense of wonder and possibility.

Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
Very well written
A joy to read

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Welcome back Joel , and so good to read your work again. A very good write.
Ken ( D Williams )

My heart beams with the sonorous sentiments poured out on a page filled with hope and dreams!