Mar 2014
Jump!
They cackle
with maniacal glee
Jump! Jump! Jump!
Flee, be free
Staring into the black
toes curled over the edge
tiny pebbles falling,
not landing,
a not so safe ledge
You lift one foot
and hesitate
an arm slips gently
around your waist
a shaking palm
against your chest
and over your heart
it comes to rest
a warm wet cheek
rests against your back
tears of comfort
that can't attack
A soft voice
breathed into your soul
"If you take one step
you won't go alone
I won't let you go
If you jump, I fall"
Oct 12, 2011
They cackle
with maniacal glee
Jump! Jump! Jump!
Flee, be free
Staring into the black
toes curled over the edge
tiny pebbles falling,
not landing,
a not so safe ledge
You lift one foot
and hesitate
an arm slips gently
around your waist
a shaking palm
against your chest
and over your heart
it comes to rest
a warm wet cheek
rests against your back
tears of comfort
that can't attack
A soft voice
breathed into your soul
"If you take one step
you won't go alone
I won't let you go
If you jump, I fall"
Oct 12, 2011
Richard Shepherd was a friend met here, a long time ago, brother to Bathsheba and both of them amazing poets and great friends. Richard and I shared message poems together and I miss him and Bath tub every day... have decided to share some of our personal poems :)
