Friday, May 27, 2011

[fall] a poem

Reaching, climbing, crying

the rain pouring down over head

and feet

and hands

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Standing firm, holding fast

Who am I kidding?

I'm slipping, sliding, falling

clawing at the edge

disappearing into

nothing

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My breath catches

my mind crashes

my fingers clutching tight

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And the voice echoes

through the vast open

reverberating off rock and land

"Let go.

Oh, daughter,

Let go."

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No!

my scream collapses

I don't want to.

I want to be strong

and brave and lovely.

I don't want to fall.

My hands are bleeding

My screams are dying

My tears are drying

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Okay.

I'll fall.



2 comments:

nmetzler said...

Yes, Meg, this is for you. *smiles*

Meg said...

I love that you left a comment for me. Because you knew that I would have to comment when I saw a poem on your blog. Because you might not like poetry very much.

I love you. *smiles*