Staring into the Abyss

Looking back at my own writing, all the poetry I’ve written over the years, I see that the greatest, the most defining of my work, comes from a place not of intellectual scholarly debate, but of deep-felt emotion. When you write something great, something that is truly profound, that will have an effect, you know it. You have this feeling that can’t quite be explained. It’s almost like standing at the edge of a cliff and staring down into the abyss, an infinite abyss that will penetrate the reader to the core, become a part of him or her.

There’s more to writing than facts and statistics: it’s real, and it’s personal human experience (even fiction). Really great poetry is like a paradox: bringing everything together in a few words that both leaves all mystery open and brings everything together to a climax (again, staring into the abyss).

I could never choose just one single piece that is my favorite. I could compile a collection of several of my favorites, but no single one. Coming to this blog and selecting a piece to start out with posting poetry isn’t a difficult task exactly. I’ve been sharing my poetry online on and off for a number of years now. So, I have a few that I’m quite fond of, and will be sharing on here. And there are always more recent ones that seem most pertinent to be made public.

Alright everyone, ready to jump over the cliff? Come on, let’s go! (Infinity is waiting with open palms).

– Thome


3 thoughts on “Staring into the Abyss

  1. Ken D says:

    To jump in to the abyss , but a genital wind follows the stormy winds , catches , oh so gently lays me down on the other side , sometimes it has to be said with a thump , then dust me self down , affter regaining me feet , then tread on. Ken D

  2. smilingtoad says:

    Marvelous!! Loved this, fantastic. Aye…can relate indeed. Very anticipatory to see the coming poetry, it shall be grand indeed.


  3. Ken D says:

    Thank you babs for such a fine work. 🙂

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