A falling man
knows his
I reach out
gingerly
to a future
made by choices
not all of them
mine
Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond
The Third of three………..
The Cheesesellers Wife
Anything and Everything, but mostly Poetry
A falling man
knows his
I reach out
gingerly
to a future
made by choices
not all of them
mine
Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond
The Third of three………..
You always nail it with so few words. Great poem, Kim, and something to think about for the rest of the day.
BTW, I fell off a curb two years ago. The sensation of falling, knowing i couldn’t stop it, anticipating the possible injury (about as bad as it could have been) – I still relive that moment and still feel helpless. Maybe other accidents are preventable. Now I step very carefully.
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Thank you Sharon — and yes, falling can seem to slow down time. I still have a vivid memory of falling backwards and banging my head five years ago.
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