Jerry Whalley Poet Lyric

Observations On the Edge of Eternity

those dead-ends are just around the corner
       where deep calls to deep,
that infinite-in just beyond where we sleep,
in that dream we don't have any names,
no games, no blames, neither waxes nor wanes,
no hell of flames, no self-deprecating shames,
a place where we'll all happily greet,
in a tunnel vision where all dead-ends meet

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Carolyn Devonshire March 25, 2009 at 4:53 PM Awesome! I'm going to have to check out more of your work. You have a gift for crisp wording and images!

Yoni Dvorkis March 25, 2009 at 12:53 PM Awesome poem!! I read you loud and clear. In my experience all are called, few bother listening. Doesn't matter though. The ending is still the same.