Somehow this day is
different, from any other.
Is it wise to traverse this
bridge today?
Rickety boards span
a gulf. It isn't easy
or safe, neither is she.
She aspires to the precarious.
she's wreck-less and jam-packed
with vigor.
Grandiose thoughts rule her.
Not careful at all, she dances
onto the slat. A gush beneath,
forced from some nether region,
her excitement builds.
Salt water surges and flows,
too weighty for laps. Just watch,
see where she lands. Predestined
to what, she doesn't give a damn.
Janet Caldwell 2001-2010
An oldie revamped
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Wonderful pen.xxxxAlways
Ch'erie
Your writing is superb Janny..x0x0x0x
I especially like the sudden commotion at the end!
Blessings,
Christine
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
Always,
Deborah
We all have to do that sometimes to get what we want, what we deserve or what we need.
Very enjoyable poem. Well done Janet
Miller
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