"gravity did the deed"

"gravity did the deed"

gravity’s tidy promise  

never spoke of falling- 

only that we’d rise  

on sky-swirl hopes

heights never killed anyone but  

Gravity-  

did the deed, indeed  

we’d chase the jacaranda dusk,  

bare feet skimming red earth,  

wind-rush in our lungs- 

heart-echoes drum the void

“hold fast!” one voice cries- 

another laughs, mid-fall-  

pluck a curlicue of cloud  

from the blue and finger its edge

a lone magpie’s currawong-call  

shatters the statues-still

we unfurl our ragged wings  

in sprung-rhythm flight

so much depends  

upon  

a single step  

unsure

until the hush beneath  

the broken crown of sky- 

and the single ember of breath  

snuffed out by the pull below

heights never killed anyone but  

Gravity-

did the deed, indeed

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Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I jumped and thankfully my fall was broken by blue crystal water. I surfaced envigorated. Your poem reminded me of our avian friends. Oh, for the power of flight and a pair of wings. You took me back to my adventurous youth with this one Freds. I can just about jump over a puddle now:)

Chris

[redd Brick Keshner]

The joy of it all! Thanks Chris 🙏🏻

Freds