Edge of a cliff: Getting Ready!

"Edge of a Cliff" is collection of poems and "Getting Ready" is the first in line. I will be posting the following parts subsequently as and when things happen. Enjoy!

She stood on the edge of a cliff

Ready to take the plunge, 

She daren't look down, to avoid the frown

She knew not what is about to come. 

On the edgy grounds, as she staggered 

A rock or two slipped from beneath her feet 

And dissapeared into the grey. 

As she regained her composure

And prepared again for the jump, 

Her heart was pounding with million beats 

And blood gushed into her icy palms. 

"fear not" her heart sang to her, 

But it wasn't loud enough, so she couldn't hear. 

Building apprehension of the unknown and unseen 

Was monumenting her mind, when she turned around 

Found what was holding her there. 

It wasn't fear of the coming,

It was what she was leaving behind;

Memories of far and near

Tearing her apart.

And she once again prepared to take the plunge...

Reviews

[Sid]

Our fears and doubts can lead us to some demanding places and our attachments can bring us back...great write!!

[PP]

Thanks Sid:)

[DrD]

Our fears often deny definition but thrive upon us like carrion birds. You have captured this feeling very well and this is an excellent piece of work.

[PP]

Thank you once again D! Your comment sums up my intention in this piece of work so very well. Scavenging fear!

[amarlaksh]

Its good written, honestly your flaws were dwarfed under your cliff! Excellent piece!

[PP]

Thank you Amar for your review!

[C.R.Turner]

It's not jumping. It's learning to fly. :)