Friday, May 27, 2011

[fall] a poem

Reaching, climbing, crying

the rain pouring down over head

and feet

and hands


Standing firm, holding fast

Who am I kidding?

I'm slipping, sliding, falling

clawing at the edge

disappearing into



My breath catches

my mind crashes

my fingers clutching tight


And the voice echoes

through the vast open

reverberating off rock and land

"Let go.

Oh, daughter,

Let go."



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



I'll fall.


nmetzler said...

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

Anonymous 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*