Daver Austin Poet Free verse

Journal - the Last Few - I

JOURNAL
The Last Few – I

This piece of
solidity
Sitting atop a
transparent world,
See-through only
because
Stability seems
fixed 

Head back    trying
to think,
A sense of blood
pumping,
A flash that cups
the hands.
The last few will be
searching

When one cannot
understand life
Then one goes
within, 
Within where absence
softens.
Yet    even then   
stiffness remains

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Harry Horsman August 10, 2014 at 6:57 AM i like this Daver, i will eventually get through all of these...

Elaine George July 2, 2014 at 5:51 PM This is deepppppp one Daver.How are you doin anyway my old friend. Hope all is well with you. bfn. Lainie

Andrea Dietrich June 30, 2014 at 3:07 PM oh yes, I remember this one. I really like that last verse of it, DAver!

Barbara Gorelick June 28, 2014 at 5:54 PM Hi Dave-r..Sounds like you are troubled..love the work though. I spend quiet a bit of time"within". BG

David Williams June 28, 2014 at 5:10 PM Daver, if this is number 1 then roll on number 20, does anyone understand what life throws at us....very well written...David