Suddenly thrusted to The Edge of Nowhere. The entrance to beyond. The exit of what once was. The Threshold of Destiny.
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
Sometimes we find ourselves thrown into a life changing decision and feel as if we are on the edge of an elevator looking into a dark shaft. Wanting to drop one floor to the promise of a great life, afraid to leave what was safe, and just suffering while we decide
I HAVE BEEN WHERE OTHERS ARE STUCK. BUT WITH A PUSH I MADE IT OUT
serpico12cardiff, Mid Glamorgan, Wales UKFeb 5, 2011
hi boyscharm6 interesting write, well worded, good piece of writing.
yes life can throw those unexpected turns, maybe because they are unexpected it leaves us in that place of unease.. if possible just stand still for a while. let the dust settle see what options you have..
Hi, boyshchrm6, It's the Thinking part that usually gets in the way. Sometimes we simply have to feel our way into the future, crossing Thresholds of promise along the way, living on The Edge...else, we certainly Decay. Nice write!
Thanks for your comments Serpico. Yes one should at least evalutate things with a clear mind. Things are not always (seldom actually) what they appear.
Why not venture and step into that beyond ... see what will happen. The more so that it is the exit of the threshold of decay ... venturing from decay into the unknown. One of the options I would rather prefer to waiting for the dust to settle.
ChroneCremona, Lombardy ItalyFeb 5, 2011
your poem is like: how far is too far?! or quanto lontano e...lontano?! astonishing!
Macduff5Newcastle, New South Wales AustraliaFeb 5, 2011
Hi Boyshchrm, Somewhere in the distant past I wrote a poem called "Security is Mortal's Chiefest Enemy" the quote was from Shakespeare. The poem basically was my attempt to grapple with the same issue that you deal with in yours. So you are certainly not alone here. Cheers mate.
Yes gnj4u perhaps following ones emotions or heart is the thing to do. One needs to make a decision for sitting at the threshold is simply painfull. Thanks for your imput...yes...the edge always live on the edge...
Boy, have I been there, darlin'. In high school, in college, then while in Iraq. Then making the final decision which led to the meeting and marrying of my husband. We all make decisions while on the precipice.
Very true Marikia...seems like a logical step...but we all know we revell in what we know and fear the unknown...even though it all makes sense. I'm considering changing the last line from Thresold of Decay to Threshold of Destiny to make it a bit more positive in its nature. Thanks for your comments.
SCatlynBrecon, South Glamorgan, Wales UKFeb 6, 2011
Thanks Jazzy. Kinda borrowed your style a bit there...lol.
Tithonus., IranFeb 27, 2011
I love your terse, objective description of your current subjectivity through tangible images which can terrify the strongest souls. Your black background, your pale yellow font and the overall message bends my back. Why are even true lovers, who are so eloquent alchemists of words too, unable to express their innermost feelings to each other? Why don't our nice flowers shed their sharp thorns and wound their honest, clean-hearted, wondering butterflies?
RedexNorthumberland, England UKFeb 27, 2011
My, when first reading, I thought and how many times has the elevater followed my jump, but the words eventually reach, try try and try again.
Comments (26)
yes life can throw those unexpected turns, maybe because they are unexpected it leaves us in that place of unease..
if possible just stand still for a while. let the dust settle see what options you have..
wavering. Perhaps even better to step back then just suffer
decay at the threshold.
It's the Thinking part that usually gets in the way. Sometimes we simply have to feel our way into the future, crossing Thresholds of promise along the way, living on The Edge...else, we certainly Decay. Nice write!
at least evalutate things with a clear mind. Things
are not always (seldom actually) what they appear.
astonishing!
Somewhere in the distant past I wrote a poem called "Security is Mortal's Chiefest Enemy" the quote was from Shakespeare. The poem basically was my attempt to grapple with the same issue that you deal with in yours. So you are certainly not alone here. Cheers mate.
is simply painfull. Thanks for your imput...yes...the edge
always live on the edge...
This is very good!
rob
I will have to research that. Hope you
will return from the Threshold.
poem struck a chord with you. TY
Hope for your speedy recovery and glad you
are still managing to use your laptop.
I get so deep Rob......lol. Thanks for your comment.
and digested Tithonus.
as we are creatures of habit...or perhaps it crushes
us in our new environment....lol.