Like her Immigrant/
ancestors, she now faces/
her own brave new world.
OR
Like her immigrant/
ancestors, she’s now on the/
edge of breathing free.
Posts Tagged ‘verge’
With The World Before Her: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
March 6, 2013Facing An Abyss, Spurned: Romantic IMprov Poetry
June 28, 2011She stood/
on the verge/
of opening./
Facing the great chasm/
and depths of life,/
she clung to him/
who explained/
everything./
As she leaned forward/
to leap/
into the abyss,/
hoping a net would appear,/
feeling secure/
that he would not let her/
fall,/
he took a phone call./
So she, feeling spurned,/
turned/
and ran,/
again,/
back to her safe place,/
and put back on her bland face,/
and hid.