Ang, the Sweltering Celt, has given us our weekly Microfantasy Monday prompt, The Edge, and this is what I was inspired to write.. enjoy
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There’s something fascinating about the edges of things. The margin where forest meets meadow, that transitional space between land and sea,
the edge of a sharp blade, almost silky-soft until you feel the way it’s cutting you, drawing a bright red line, creating an edge where there was continuity
I look for edges, something to break up the smooth, continuous conformity that fills the days
… the edge of ink, peeking from under a sleeve
… the edge of a voice, speaking between the lines
… the edges of her eyes, glancing around corners to see what would go unseen
… the edge of his chin, outlined by the shadow of his pride
… the edge of my body, against hers, separate but so so so together
the middle is restful, the center balanced and well kept
the edges beckon the restless mind, the artistic eye, the hungry belly, the lustful hands
I’ll meet you in the middle… but I’ll pull you to the edge
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“…the edges beckon the restless mind…”
We both like edges, don’t we? I really like this – it’s so different from anything you’ve written, but so potent and full of images. I like the way you broke up the lines and the rhythm, creating endings – edges – where there were none before and the way you evoke two bodies entwined through all the images. It’s sexy and intriguing and resting on the edge of danger. Well done.
I really enjoy all your MFM posts, this one is especially good in my opinion. I now understand why Roxy went off on her poet rant yesterday. While I still disagree with her on “everyone” being a poet, I do agree that your are in deed one.
Very nice! I like edges too.
Fantastic.