Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Over the Edge

Tops of fench posts
Spring Valley Wildlife Area

She always said she just needed something to take the edge off.
Who knew that emery board called life,
so coarse in texture,
could grind her down
to the bitter end.
It happened one night when her edges seemed particularly rough
with every directional pull
replaying and repeating.
She smoothed herself away
to nothing.


Abby Creek Art said...

Hi Mary Beth...Happy New Year! This is such a perfect tryptich. Beautiful colors and design elements.

Distressing Delilah a.k.a. jenn said...

Beautiful work, I like the poem too!

Norma's Nonsense said...

I love your creations and totally enjoy reading your thoughts.....thanks for sharing.