Cusp

a cusp of reality
appeared on the breeze to me
but nothing after did i see
ere logic state naught could there be

i thought to espie
someone most pleasing to eye
but enemy fate did decry
as away apparition then did fly

in vain i had sought
pains reprieve to be bought
but as ever, twas for naught
as against all logic i fought

still seek i ever still
until my full time will fill
but as much as death i will
nothing can this body kill


(c) Robert H. Harrison