Debbie Guzzi Poet Free verse

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David Walker

The Precipice

Is it insane to want to watch your step,
to purposefully plant a foot?
 Must one’s eyes always be downcast,
if not pierced or piercing are we lost?

	leaves fall
	color flees

	we stand clothed 
		but bare before the storm

	across a distant lake the light shimmers
	like mercury under glass
	the sky larger than the landscape 
	lays down tumble weeds of cloud

	tripping across a buried morass of roots
	the beauty under foot screams for its share
	of gratuitous attention

	floriforms of fungus blooms 
	resplendent in silence
	static and maudlin
	is the eye

Somehow, I think sanity is not
all it’s cracked up to be.


First Published by Five Poetry Magazine January 2014

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Carrie Richards March 17, 2015 at 8:51 PM Ps......and a big thanks for the approval in the 3-line contest!!!! :)

Carrie Richards March 17, 2015 at 8:50 PM Wow......floriforms of fungus blooms.... only you could write with such expressive, (if not creepy, perhaps? lol) amazing description !! Yikes...Hitchcockish !!

Laura Leiser March 13, 2015 at 2:54 PM Exhilarating and expressive words weave their wonderful magic through your poem, Debbie! A 7 from me :)

Kp Nunez March 12, 2015 at 11:27 PM Riveting. Had to repeat reading several times. I hope to have this stroke of a genius like your pen's. Indeed I have come to appreciate insanity's added more color to the world of artists, from whom come out great creative works, that can only be appreciated by those who claim to be perfectly sane. A 7 and to the favs! PS. Thank you Debbie for placing me in the Traditional Haiku Contest. Hugs! Kim :)

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders March 10, 2015 at 1:25 AM Insanity does bring out genius... I think we "normal" people miss out on the fun...best to sometimes walk outside our comfort zones. Love this write, Debbie! Hugs, rhonda

Hija De La Luna March 10, 2015 at 12:15 AM this is splendid, Debbie! your words brought me there at the precipice and that what i call a powerful write. great!

Leo Larry Amadore March 9, 2015 at 10:08 PM Compulsion, non-stop creativity, acute sensitivity, and uncontrollable emotion may, in some quarters, be called "insanity," but how mundane would life and art be without these? Genius has often been mistaken for insanity....Your posted picture and your poem were very nice! Good work.

Cecilia Macfarlane March 9, 2015 at 9:30 PM To remain sane amongst the insanity is a challenge, thought provoking and great write Carrie. Hugs