Dare to Read
The crowd noisily carries on
No-one takes notice until…
The whisper
A hushed silence falls
Like a tuning fork
Clearing the blocks
From their ears
Straining to hear
One word was said
So low it was barely
Audible…
But heard none-the-less
All seek looking around
An audience waiting
Waiting for the jumper
To make the fall
Curiosity of the one
Who spoke this one word
All now looking to each other
Seeking for an answer for the one who knows
Gritting their teeth
Waiting as though an incision was made
Into their flesh
To see what will be revealed
Restless angst
Over this one word
Unable to control
This situation like a mob out of control
That word, that one word
Piercing the ground
As that of lightening
Darkening the target it hit
A carousel of faces
Turning seeking
Unable to find
That gold ring that word
The maitre d' stands still
Frozen unable to move
All eyes are upon him
Knees knocking in fright
Looking to him as though to say
Jump! Take the plunge!
Beckoning him
To his death
It was that word!
With nowhere to turn
It was his decision alone
Carolee Dennis-Woosley
August 4, 2012
xo Regis
Di
and One's actions
affect All, but the
ultimate is God's
Lady Vivian
Deborah
Edith
Love ya!
Jane
budd
Mark
Gail
I bow and tip my hat to you
Cyrano
You've made us part of the flabbergasted crowd.
as if we stand in the middle of them, looking around to each other to find the answer
Brilliant Carolee, you've totally drawn us into it.
stay well and keep writing
Eddy