The Cusp Of Uncertainty Poem by Barry Middleton

The Cusp Of Uncertainty



we live our lives
on the cusp of uncertainty

teetering on the brink
a breath away from death

we grasp as if we can hold
gold or love or glory

the land can fall away
the air can vanish

and all the worlds gold
will not buy a single day

nor stop love's deceit
quixotic and mercurial

the brash sun rises
mindlessly confident

Saturday, February 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: bravery,deceit,love,temporary life
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