TheBanyanTree: White Knuckled

[R J Fernalld]

poised white knuckled on the edge of a world gone flat
numbed by the cold blast of time rushing past
blanketed with fear and frustration holding onto
omens lost and found, moments past and future racing
the now for attention, lest the moment draw away the 
tears of grief shed shamelessly for the heartbeat's echo

desperation clings like early dew, clammy and cold
as roses in cheeks kissed yesterday fade and ashen
bloom again they surely must but will not lest the stars fail and
the sea turn brackish ...can the fire of life rekindle
this side of heaven, in this short era before immortality? even
white knuckled rage prays, poised on the edge of a world gone flat

copyright RJ Fernalld 2004
reprint by permission only
 
A friend is someone who will bail you out of jail. 
A best friend is the one sitting beside you saying, 
'Damn that was fun.'