red golashes
race up the hill
footprints
in the fresh snow
frosty breaths
hang in the air
like runners on a sled
suspended on the edge
of the world
holding on
then
letting go
flying
without fear
rushing headlong
into the arms
of life
C.M. Jackson 2010
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10 comments:
heck yeah...you captured sledding well...head long i rush...
This is really great! What a great take on what we all do: Live---and how it is not always certain but filled with the unknown. "race up the hill"---"suspended on the edge of the world"---holding on then letting go"----incredible feelings and thoughts in so few words.
Oh, I loved this! It really captured the experience and what a perfect ending....
"rushing headlong
into the arms
of life"
Wonderful!
Capturing memories of days gone by, sledding to our hearts content. Pefectly told!
nice magpie.
This is so positive, so full of energy and hope for the future!!
Lovely, CM!
Your poems is lovely, and
brimming with terrific
energy, and your lines
/runners on a sled/
suspended on the edge
of the world/ reminds us
that we are all sledders
if we can be brave enough
to let loose and fly.
A great Magpie indeed!
You had me at red galoshes.
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