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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

caredepressiondreamemotionsfeelingsfree verse

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Michael Kean

January 21, 2026 at 3:26 PM

Well done, this poem definitely sings to me. I love that perched is perched on the prominent edge of the poem.

Bartholomew Williams

December 28, 2025 at 9:25 PM

CayCay, congratulations on a very interesting and thought-provoking write, as well as your high placement in the contest!! Very best to you! Bartholomew

Andrea Dietrich

December 27, 2025 at 10:14 PM

Wow. Congratulations, Caycay. We got placed next to each other in that short verse contest. I think this is one of yours I had faved!

Ron VanHooser

August 25, 2025 at 12:28 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

August 1, 2025 at 7:24 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

July 31, 2025 at 12:27 PM

so descriptive...wonderful :)

Rob Carmack

July 31, 2025 at 7:08 AM

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

CayCay Godwin

July 31, 2025 at 8:18 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

March 24, 2025 at 11:20 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

March 21, 2025 at 5:46 AM

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

Paige Hind

March 20, 2025 at 8:45 PM

Very beautiful, loved loved the end

Andrea Dietrich

March 17, 2025 at 2:33 PM

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

Daniel Henry Rodgers

March 17, 2025 at 5:33 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

March 16, 2025 at 10:27 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 Godwin

March 17, 2025 at 2:20 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