L Milton Hankins Poet Rhyme

Teetering On the Brink

I stand on the brink of tomorrow’s joys
Listening to the whispering of a gentle mist
Kissing the breezes as they come my way,
Mulling over how I spent this awesome day,

Wondering how much was clamoring noise
Echoing through a preoccupied mind I missed,
And trying to recall why I came here to stay
Mulling over how I spent this awesome day.

I peer over the edge at tomorrow’s ploys
In my mind reviewing this remarkable list
Of plans laid over, huge lumps of pliable clay, 
Mulling over how I spent this awesome day,

Teetering on the brink, clutching my poise,
Between today and tomorrow an unseen twist
In my attitude, so casual, come-what-may
Mulling over how I spent this awesome day.

Written January 13, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger January 17, 2022 at 3:43 AM I love this "Teetering on the brink, clutching my poise" - great poem Hank. L Milton Hankins January 17, 2022 at 8:52 AM Thanks, Caren. I was experimenting with an interesting rhyme scheme and refrain. I think it worked out rather well.

Terry Miller January 14, 2022 at 7:36 AM Milton this is super, certainly made me mull over how I spent my day, a great poem. L Milton Hankins January 14, 2022 at 8:27 AM Thanks so much, Terry. I really appreciate your comments on my poem.