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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