This most delicate balance,
holds an edge of uncertainty,
for the darkness casts its shadow
across that line. Otherwise,
it is revealed as the shadow.
I shun that darkness, yet
one cannot be had without
the other. They are as one.
Had I known, would I
have chosen this path?
This poem is my response to dVerse – Poetics – Edges & Fringes, the prompt
from Lisa at dVerse ~ Poets Pub. I have chosen the first of the four options offered:
1. Write a poem using the word edge;
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