The Tip of the IcebergA Poem by Bob BWhen we see the tip of the iceberg, One thing that we know Is there is more--much, much more-- Iceberg down below.
The moon shines on the tip of the iceberg Creating a silvery sheen Of gossamer, or sometimes even A heap of velveteen.
Beating down on the mountain of ice, The rays from the glorious sun Melt the surface. But in the meantime, Damage can be done.
If you approach the iceberg, you Approach what's "forbidden." The dangerous part is not what you see, But rather the part that's hidden.
The shadowy base of the floating mountain Hidden from your view Murmurs, "If you get too close, There's a surprise for you."
The monolithic, towering berg Will melt eventually, And gone will be the dangers that We weren't supposed to see.
Until it melts, be attentive. Don't be deceived By bluster and appearances Not to be believed.
(8-29-17) By Bob B © 2017 Bob B |
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Added on August 29, 2017 Last Updated on August 29, 2017 |

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