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Question:Here's something a little different. Again, I'm on a freeverse kick tonight, so don't expect my usual overly-structured approach here. Do you like it?


On the Edge

Darkness withers around the edge of calamity.
It mocks the tempered solidity
of supposed reality.
The tidal forces of history grip the whole of the human race. Faces surface in the vicious black fluid of time.
Rictus grins fanged.
Bile drips from the razor canines of winged horrors.
From chaos I sense it.
The very soul of the void.
Endless waves of complexity yielding truth in simple prose.
"Dream of me."
"Speak me into existence and I shall come to you full-fledged, a scion of scarlet flame."
Where tattered half-told tales spin, alone I stand, weaving.
Together the fate of the world, the destiny of mankind.
In you alone, the choice.
Look upon the face of the deep,
with eyes not shrouded in fear.
Or to lament the passing of freewill.


Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: Here's something a little different. Again, I'm on a freeverse kick tonight, so don't expect my usual overly-structured approach here. Do you like it?


On the Edge

Darkness withers around the edge of calamity.
It mocks the tempered solidity
of supposed reality.
The tidal forces of history grip the whole of the human race. Faces surface in the vicious black fluid of time.
Rictus grins fanged.
Bile drips from the razor canines of winged horrors.
From chaos I sense it.
The very soul of the void.
Endless waves of complexity yielding truth in simple prose.
"Dream of me."
"Speak me into existence and I shall come to you full-fledged, a scion of scarlet flame."
Where tattered half-told tales spin, alone I stand, weaving.
Together the fate of the world, the destiny of mankind.
In you alone, the choice.
Look upon the face of the deep,
with eyes not shrouded in fear.
Or to lament the passing of freewill.

He teeters, arms flailing, 'copter' like
as the suggestion of solidity
blinks out

you weave well

wow thats really good...i havent read any of your others but from this they must be good!

Cool I loved it.


Can I be a fan?

I'm enthralled. "Bile drips from the razor canines of winged horrors"- leaves me speechless.

All I can say is that this was intense, and I will be sure to read it several more times so I can actually formulate a comment.

Wow!
What a great poem!
I really really liked it.
Scratch that! ^^^
i absolutely loved it.
I would like to read more of your poems.

:]

awesome. i just asked a question about ratig my poem, plz check it out!

You are on a roll tonite my friend. This is very well crafted and thought out. My eyes are open wide.