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Edge of Me


perched on a prominent edge of me
                        I ache looking through my dream debris
compelled I sight a prospective ledge
                       where bits of my gray are shown in sketch
sadly no colors of me do I detect
                     
~why does no dream  ~ ~  dream to console me~

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Ron VanHooser

Date: 8/25/2025 12:28:00 PM

CayCay, I read this maybe half a dozen times and found something new or different in each reading. Very compelling and so very successful in reaching your audience. But then, I would expect no less from you! ;-) Ron

Susan Ashley

Date: 8/1/2025 7:24:00 PM

Dear CayCay, your poem is profound in its deep, rich imagery— and the subtle bits of alliteration spice the poignancy of your verse just right. Each line is stunning and together they form an exquisite piece of poetry. Your golden pen outshines the summer sun, my inspiring poet friend. Congratulations for your success in Rob’s contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

David Mohn

Date: 7/31/2025 12:27:00 PM

so descriptive...wonderful :)

Rob Carmack

Date: 7/31/2025 7:08:00 AM

Love the imagery and the 'debris'. Reminds me when my dream fabrics start to make their own memories. A very interesting phenomenon.

CayCay Jennings
Date: 7/31/2025 8:18:00 AM

I love, '... fabrics start to make their own memories.' Thank you for sponsoring, Rob. I had a good time, and I appreciate you. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Howard Kerr

Date: 3/24/2025 11:20:00 AM

Congratulations CayCay, On your successful placement on merit. This poem is profound, deeply emotional and evocative. It possesses a dark beauty underpinning the intense images as backdrop. Howard

Sand Blown

Date: 3/21/2025 5:46:00 AM

you make things clear....i've had problems with....deep-press-ons of recessions..... had to finally just let go.......len

Paige Hind

Date: 3/20/2025 8:45:00 PM

Very beautiful, loved loved the end

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/17/2025 2:33:00 PM

Wow I LOVE this. One of your best. A fave, Caycay.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 3/17/2025 5:33:00 AM

Dear CayCay, Wow, this one sits on the skin like a shiver. There’s a rawness here, a quiet ache that lingers in the spaces between words. That prominent edge where it feels so exposed, so vulnerable, as if standing at the precipice of something not yet named. Pondering! Spring Blessings, my Dear Friend, Daniel

Tom Cunningham

Date: 3/16/2025 10:27:00 PM

Sometime we have a lot going on in our minds and unable to switch off resulting in troubled dreams. Hopefully the colours will return. Good luck in the contest CayCay. Enjoy your week ahead. Happy St Patrick's day. Tom

CayCay Jennings
Date: 3/17/2025 2:20:00 AM

Hi, Tom, so glad you visited. This dream poem is pure fiction born from one of the lines that popped up in my head. I wish you an enjoyable weekend, too .. CayCay