Nowhere...and Thinking

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

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SUMMIT09
I HAVE BEEN WHERE OTHERS ARE STUCK. BUT WITH A PUSH I MADE IT OUT
serpico12
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..thumbs up
boyshchrm6
Well said Summit.Yes perhaps most need a push to stop their
wavering. Perhaps even better to step back then just suffer
decay at the threshold.angel thumbs up comfort
gnj4u
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!
boyshchrm6
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.
snowed in snowglobe
marikia
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.
Chrone
your poem is like: how far is too far?! or quanto lontano e...lontano?!
astonishing! handshake
Macduff5
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. cheers
boyshchrm6
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.angel Thanks for your imput...yes...the edge
always live on the edge...head banger angel banana
ReaderOfSouls
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.

This is very good! thumbs up wine hug heart wings teddybear
trurorob
your getting deep buddy, good write though
rob
boyshchrm6
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.angel hug cheers peace
SCatlyn
Great, thoughtful write & a good reminder thumbs up
jazzy75
I have a tendency to give my thoughts too much importance...but the feeling...ah..the feeling is where you will find your answer cool Cool write my friend!
boyshchrm6
Thanks so much for your comment Chrone.
I will have to research that. Hope you
will return from the Threshold.angel hug handshake
boyshchrm6
Thanks for the info Macduff. Glad my
poem struck a chord with you. TY handshake help cheers
boyshchrm6
Thanks ROS. Glad you understand the imagery.
Hope for your speedy recovery and glad you
are still managing to use your laptop.
angel comfort comfort thumbs up angel
boyshchrm6
OH sometime I get all the way up to my elbows in it
I get so deep Rob......lol. Thanks for your comment.angel innocent grin cheers
boyshchrm6
Thanks for reading and your comments Scatlyn.
angel cool
boyshchrm6
Thanks Jazzy. Kinda borrowed your style a bit there...lol.
innocent hug angel wine
Tithonus
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?
Redex
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.teddybear
boyshchrm6
Your comments very much appreciated
and digested Tithonus.angel thumbs up handshake cool
caroljoyce
What a wonderful expression!
boyshchrm6
Thanks Redex..yes sometimes the elevator follows us
as we are creatures of habit...or perhaps it crushes
us in our new environment....lol.angel comfort hug peace
boyshchrm6
Thanks CarolJoyce. Came to me in a moment of Introspection.
cool angel hug
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