Fear of Falling

September 24th, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
  • Mind races towards tomorrow.
  • Though when it becomes today
  • It remains for only hours
  • Then slips into yesterday.
  • Living in today
  • I stumble
  • Like a drunk on a tightrope
  • In new shoes.
  • The slip inevitable.
  • Falling, failing,
  • All the same.
  • I fall and fail and flail at air.
  • Arms reach out.
  • Unfeathered wings
  • Fingers grasping at the string
  • Elastic gossamer
  • Fragile stretching
  • Thread unraveling
  • I look down to see
  • The net of yesterday’s memory.

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Did You See the Cloud?

September 22nd, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
  • Did you see the cloud, love?
  • One, big cottony sail
  • Lying so still against an azure sea
  • Moving now, gently on summer’s sweet sigh
  • Billowing in muted grays and violets
  • Alive with golden streaks of light…
  • Did you see the trees, love?
  • Tall sentinels of summer
  • Stately in their emerald robes
  • Swaying now, wildly choreographed by gusty breath
  • Gem by gem discarded in earthy dance
  • Swirling to the beat of summer storm…
  • Did you see the rainbow, love?
  • One spectral palette
  • Translucent arc on silver canvas
  • Vibrant, overflowing, bursting into two
  • Demurely now, evanescing under azure brush
  • As sun recaptures the repose of summer sky…
  • Did you see the cloud, love?

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Goodbye to Summer

September 21st, 2007 by Linda Jenkinson
  • In the autumn, there is sorrow,
  • For tomorrow never comes,
  • And all too soon becomes today.
  • Blossoms fade
  • As summer finishes her tapestry
  • And slips away.
  • Amid rustle of falling leaves
  • She goes.
  • Her leaves,
  • The golden memories
  • That warm us as we face impending snow.

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