At the Edge

AT THE EDGE

Red velvet I step into the abyss
If I choose 
I see crystal clear at the edge 
Ancient cries of turmoil
Grips of control, men being boys
Boys being men

On the other side of the edge
White eagles fly to the right
or in circles
Owls hoot as they please
Silver stars beckon endlessly 

A Prince leans from a window frame 
Overlooking Sea ruled by Poseidon 
of wondrous waves and spuming whales 
searching for Circe with a Venus lock
Crossed legs in black socks
Eyes twinkling enticement
fear barely perceived 

At the edge of the world Suns
are rounded rainbows 
Cries of hunger rise and die
Selfish give in crumbs
with eyes longing to arrive
here too, while Buddhists
drink tea in golden cups

Here you fall so deep and 
Speak to Zeus, if he wants to reply
Transplant minds and let thoughts 
fly into blank cells 
Broaden eternity, if you wish
Jump back into black or forward 
to seek the flint
carrying you round about

At the edge it is dangerously
Exciting in the moment 
Nothing else
In the moment at the 
Edge 

©GhairoDanielsPoetryandSong1998

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{ Note : This poem was written whilst I was working in Parliament. The first words, Red velvet, was a image coming from the red carpet rolled out, outside my office, on the way to the National Assembly, where a President of another country was due to walk on, into the National Assembly for speech-giving.
The image of a Prince comes from a Minister of State, who I was due to have a meeting with, after lunch. He was leaning from his office window towards the National Assembly building. As I looked up into his face, all I saw was a Great Sea with spuming whales. In the next few minutes I was opposite him looking at his crossed legs in black socks talking about why a piece of legislation was important. Strange. )

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