End Of The World

We went to the end

Of the world once

Or so it seemed

Sitting on the

Edge of things,

Trying to draw

Tesla’s secrets

From the atmosphere,

Feeling the fear

That the knowledge

Might bring,

After a time

Of deep vibrant passion

And kisses

We ended up

On the worldly road

Where we promised

Each other

We never would be,

The time we went

To the end of the world,

Sat on the edge

And dangled our feet

Over things.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Songs From A Seabird” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

2:09 PM April 25, 2015


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