Today's exercise is to write a 20 line poem about a memorable moment in my life. I chose the very wise decision I once made to climb over the "Trail Closed" sign at Jade Cove and fell down a cliff. Yeah. Not such a fan of heights anymore. I think I cheated, since I titled it, and you clearly need to read the title along with the poem. Oh well. Here goes.
This looks like a good idea!
Fump
Thump
Whump.
Or maybe not.
Is that the sky,
Or did I die?
Move shoulders.
Move toes.
I think I’m good.
Yes, please, take pictures.
I'll want to remember this,
And yes, I am that pale.
Was that 40 or 50 or 60 feet?
By the time I am 20
It may as well be 100
and I’ll almost have forgotten.
Until I see a movie or commercial
With anything higher than 10, 15, 20 feet off the ground.
I don’t climb cliffs or get on airplanes.
I never did learn how to fly.
Oooh, I love that last line! Love it! Very cute. I could picture you up there, terrified.
ReplyDeleteThank you, April! Actually, I couldn't tell how high the cliff was - I totally thought it was just a weird little bump of rock and then the trail. Not one of my better moments.
ReplyDeleteThis is what "good" ideas are meant for - superb poetic renderings! =)) Spectacular.
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