The Grand Abyss Poem by Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper

To the last measure the mind Spins out it's boundless fancy And though we say cease it does not cease Envisions only broken threads breath of a whisper and the silence of the air. a very fine poem. tony

A well expressed poem. Very perceptive. Congratulations for having been chosen as POD.

Enrapture! ! ! ! To capture all the events! Between us and dedtruction. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

'Wondering with increasing fascination What's down there when we fall? As we all must fall - and land Is it more of the same - but harsher? ' Such questions come to my mind also. Congratulations on the poem's selection as the MPOD.

Well-written with meaningful imagery.

Powerful poem full of being to be pondered about.5 Stars full for this Member Poem Of The Day. Congratulations, dear poetess!

Wonderful thoughts to ponder about. Well crafted and executed.

Nicely articulated and well penned with conviction. A beautiful creation....

Flying high high over the sky the mind is ground waiting with the power of gravitational power will all flying wings there the highest stair steps of flying and here the severe grand dark abyss one day all flying souvenir will be in abysmal oblivion

Envisions only broken threads Where the others fell through The silence of the air With no breath of a whisper.....it's tone of sadness of life; lament feelings on this earthly life; written well on connotations of life; we rise and we fall; we take birth and we die; we are growing up and naturally decaying same way; this poem is very acutely described the pathos of life; congrats for being selected this poem as POD... rating from me 5*****