It's the first stumble
the gasped
breath
that's the worst
It's the rushing
falling, spinning
world
that's the worst
it's the impact
burning skin
bones-
snapping...
knowing the worst
is yet to come.
Alright couldn't let another week go without a poem. Sorry, it's another cheery one, desperately want to go back to fairy tales, butapart from my gorgeous daughter in her "Frozen" glory... Still maybe that will be a good theme to try and explore next week.
Have a fantastic one
and why not check out the Tuesday Poem Hub?
cheers,
A.J.
I'd love to know what this poem is about. It sounds like someone headed for a terrible disaster.
ReplyDeleteFeels that way too...
ReplyDeleteBut can't discuss it online as it's not really my story to tell.
Thanks so much for dropping by, much appreciated. :)