Poèmes sur le thème : edge

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InspiréLola Ridge

The Edge

I thought to die that night in the solitude where they would never find me... But there was time... And I lay quietly on the drawn knees of the mountain, staring into the abyss... I do not know how long... I could not count the hours, they ran so fast Like little bare-foot urchins--shaking my hands away... But I remember Somewhere water trickled like a thin severed vein... And a wind came out of the grass, Touching me gently, tentatively, like a paw. As the night grew The gray cloud that had covered the sky like sackcloth Fell in ashen folds about the hills, Like hooded virgins, pulling their cloaks about them... There must have been a spent moon,