falling

this poem was inspired by the book The Bridge Over San Luis Rey...it's from the point of view of my favorite character in the book.

 it’s been a couple of weeks
i stood on a chair under a beam
a man ran in and saved me
"time goes on as will you"
now i’m on a bridge
i’d lost my grip
the bridge was splitting
and i had a flashback
to the beam and how i hated falling
how i prayed back then (take me)
and how i pray backwards now (save me)
as i fell i remembered him
i remembered my life in silence
i remembered losing our language
now i was like a leaf shaken from the tree in fall
how i wished that i could fall faster or slower
end it quickly or live longer
torn between the two extremes
my mind panicked blank

Reviews

[Paul Wallace]

That was really good! I love the image that you put in peoples head!