words writhe,
only let you feel
their power
to deceive
to comfort
to take the path
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to take
I cannot tell you about the way
words fall,
only let you see
the ground
far below
and still
you jump,
we all do -
or we cower at the edge
and fall
anyway
I cannot tell you what to do,
but the only way
to stop falling
is to fight -
until you hit the ground
A.J. Ponder
okay, this poem was begun quite some time ago, but like many poems lacked the middle and the end, which came to me at last, and so I've finally managed to finish a poem I began over a month ago now.
It possibly helps that At the Edge, the collection I'm in, has just been released. And the title just fit perfectly into the poem. At the Edge is edited by Lee Murray and Dan Rabarts and contains my short story BlindSight, which I believe is well worth a read and was described as eloquent (or near enough) in this review www.mariannedepierres.com/review-at-the-edge-by-dan-rabarts-and-lee-murray-eds
So why not pick up a copy at Rona Gallery? All things going well, I'll release an extract next week, so watch out for it! :)
Have fun,
A.J.
