Saturday February 24th, 2018

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about being: on the brink.

4 comments:

Greg said...

Hmm, it feels like there's a theme here, but I'm out of guesses now. I'll have to wait till you catch up with comments and give me some more clues :)

On the brink
"I've heard your words, I've acted fast,
The fridge now has a shrink."
"You idiot, I told you that,
It's on the blink, not brink!"

Marc said...

Greg - eh, nothing exciting. Just going with some life inspired chaos for the prompts for a few days.

I would be very concerned if my fridge was on the brink. Not sure I'd hire a shrink, but it seems like a reasonable reaction...

Anonymous said...

On the Brink

Time is going so fast, everyone is so busy, with no time to think.
Doing, doing, doing; consuming, consuming, consuming.
Going here, going there: driving, walking, riding, running.
With so many people and many more to come, perhaps, we get closer and closer to running out - of everything. We get closer to the brink.

Have we been there before? Maybe, I think... pushed to the edge like lemmings and over we go... the abyss swallows us up and spits out the bones - our paltry remains being the only evidence we were ever here.

They say that mindfulness - being ever present in the current moment - the now - is a way to counteract the trend. If I think about it every time I buy a plastic bottle of water, then maybe I won’t; or every time I have to discard food that’s old, then maybe I’ll make sure I eat it within the time frame - less wastage. If we collectively change our actions today, each one of us, then maybe we can create a better future that pulls us back from that brink.

Maybe. We are on the brink of change right now. Not tomorrow or next week, but now.

Marc said...

Dragonfly - hear hear! Well said, truly.