I lose awhile the harried world’s hysteria,
Seeing you so winsome in wisteria.
If only I could mend my mind with mystery,
Could balance on the double edge of history,
I might tell the world how time may linger
Lovely on a petal or a finger.
…fine job of rhyme and alliteration, lerrellus. All-in-all this is a pretty good poem, but I’m alittle lost with the wording of the first line of the first stanza - hard to make out what you’re saying. Your word choice and sequence cause a little confusion - seems like a word or two might be missing. Other than that minor problem, this is a good poem that I enjoyed reading.